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Dearest Snow White,

Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
-bsb (crawling back to you)

I understand if you're never to read this. But you see, i dont have the guts to leave a message in your cbox for everyone to see. And even though everybody (probably except for you) can read this, it's not like they know who you are. Unless there's somebody there who's got a big mouth. Somebody who fancies fallacies.
I was just wondering why you haven't replied yet. I do not want to leave a second message in your email in fear that it might seem like im pressuring you, but well, i guess im already pressuring you. Oh, what am I even saying. You dont care. You and I live in different worlds now. You have probably forgotten all about me already. But i seriously doubt you have forgotten my little crime against you.

I AM SORRY

If you have any plans on suing me, then fine, i respect your little wish. it might make you feel better that i already turned 18 last December. Im an adult now, I can land behind bars with a permanent record. I am actually hoping that you're magnanimous enough to forget about our horrid little past. I don't think i can find a good job with a permanent record soiling my name.
oh well, if you want to remain ignorant after this public apology, then so be it. i won't bother you again.