Remember me, okay? And when I’m gone… remember me in them.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry that people treat me like Taesan. They say I’m mean and that I’m cold. I can barely cry. I don’t know what I did wrong, but I’m sorry. Even if you don’t forgive me, I’m sorry. I love you- even if you aren’t mad at me. Even if you don’t think I’m mean. I’ve been through lots, and I take it out on everyone. I’m sorry.

