Sometimes you just got to face up to your own mistakes, accept that your carelessness has caused someone you love grief. Its tough, its nothing pleasant, not a glimmering piece of medal to hang on your chest. Its regret, disgust and a great sense of helplessness.

When i open my eyes a bloody dove with a broken wing stumbles deathly by, and the sadness of the world is complete.
Joseph Mattson

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