Just two people slogging through the shit, year after year, getting older, changing. It's a fucking marathon, okay?
So, sometimes you know, you're together so long, that you just stop seeing the other person. You just see weird projections of your own junk. Instead of talking to each other, you go off the rails and act grubby and make stupid choices, which is what I did, and I feel sick about it, because I love you guys, and I love your mom, and that's the truth.
Sometimes you hurt the ones you love the most. I don't know why. You know, if I read more Russian novels, then...
Anyway, I just want to say how sorry I am for what I did. I hope you'll forgive me eventually.
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