Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to judge me? Who told you that i wouldnt care, that some how i would walk with out fear? I make mistakes we all do. But that doesn''t make it right hurting me through and through. Ive done my best and have regrets. Trust me you dont want to resort to threats. Im sick of this, im sick of it all. Lifes not fair, watch me as i fall.