I never said I am innocent.

I know I am at fault.

But I have come to peace with my mistake.

I have done all I could do…

I unsuccessfully try to take back what happened.

I regret.

I silently sit back and take all of the ridiculous criticism.

I cry reading the hurtful names and hearing the false rumors.

I say sorry 1,000,000 times.

And I cry some more.

I can handle it though, everyone deserves to have their animosity.

It’s the price I’m willing to pay to fix what I’ve caused.

Because what you do to clean up the messes you’ve made is what shapes you into the person you are.

But I’m not obligated to live in constant remorse.

So instead I am focusing on bettering my self and moving on.

Not being stuck in the past, because even as much as I wish I could; I can not change what is done.

My mistake and the names I have been called do not define who I am.

Even though you may think I deserve to die, I know I don’t.

Because one bad decisions does not make me a bad person.

I am still entitled to a successful future, I am still entitled to be able to laugh with my friends.

I am not any less of a person I was before I messed up.

Because life is meant for messing up, it is okay.

You may think you’re winning, by name calling me all over social media. But really you’re losing.

You’re losing because as you’re spending so much time hating me.

I’m spending my time being happy, because I shouldn’t feel guilty anymore for being happy.

I am realizing how to make sure I never make that mistake again.

Making sure I never blindly follow my stupid teenage heart again.

Because I learned the hard way that people lie, and lie and continue to lie.

I deserve happiness just as much as the next person, no matter what happened.

But if tearing down the person that hurt you builds you back up.

Do it.

But I hope to god that you’re perfect.

Because if you mess up, and everyone arounds you suddenly turns perfect you will know what I mean.