Sometimes you just get it wrong. You think hard, sense which way to turn for the best and… Well… Just fuck it up. It’s human, you’re no mind reader. You give back wrong things, keep others, speak before thinking and fart when you hope no one is around.
If they can’t take you as you are, faults included, then they are not worthy of your time.
If you keep getting things wrong, feel as though you can’t breathe around them then you really must go.
Not their fault, not yours either. Life throws curveballs, eats bugs and burns toast. Maybe everything happens for a reason, even if that reason hurts like hell. Thump, thump, thump. Rip, tear, thud.
Backbone straight, eyes ahead and carry on. Just as you are, you little crumpet you.