I feel the need to apologise for the way that I am. I have no control, as if I was a computer programme. I’m sorry that the slightest thing can shift my mood, I’m sorry I can be impulsive and have a bad attitude.
This inappropriate anger is not intentional and I swear to god I know it’s unacceptable.
My friendships are a rollercoaster, it’s practically bipolar. One second I’m all lovey dovey and the other second it will be as if you were never my buddy.
This is who I am and I hate it. I’m sorry I’m like this, I’m sorry I see no bliss.