Shackle's Links
Ah… There’s no sugarcoating the fact I broke that poor woman’s heart. I was a scum for leading her on and to make that relationship one-sided, because I still don’t understand why I chose to accept her confession that day. Perhaps I wanted to feel something that wasn’t, what’s the word- negative? Still not sure.
I can still sense her grudge against me. No words out of my mouth could form the apology she deserves. She deserved better than me, and I’m sorry for leaving her when she needed someone the most; but that person couldn’t be me.
I hate this man, HATE him. I was foolish to fall for him all those years ago. I cared for him, I cherished him- and how does he repay me? He walks out on me. This man has lost himself... and while I don't blame him, he had NO right to leave me at my worst. He broke my heart. He ABANDONED me.
Yeesh! What a serious (and slightly scary) woman. Why do I feel she judges me... well, I don't blame her.
I'm having a hard time believing this is the SAME Shackle Cooperson from all those years ago. What a pathetic man. He can't even brush his hair properly or acknowledge week-old stains on his attire.