You're so darn young.
It always has to be about you doesn't it? Your suffering, your pain. You didn't have a choice, fine, and so I apologised. Try living your life as a coward, try living through the self-hate, the guilt, the regret. You wouldn't understand any of that because you didn't have to queue up for the tickets under the hot sun.
That's why you just won't bloody understand a thing.
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