I head off to war, knowing my chance of returning is slim. It is likely I will die, and so, I reflect upon my life.
I need to make peace... to get something off my chest...
0xM3RL1N, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for bullying you when we were younger. I'm sorry I smacked you in the back of your head as you were coming out of Hot Topic after purchasing some JNCO jeans.
I know you had a big crush on Stacy... I know she told you we were just friends. I was the guy she told you not to worry about... again I apologize.
I was awful to you growing up. Children can be so cruel to one another.
I hope I didn't do any long lasting emotional damage. I hope you, in turn, did not grow up to bully others. I hope your adult life has been trauma free. I hope you are well adjusted.
I hope I can make amends for the wrongs of my past.
