Chickened Out

I know I talk much about crushing certain people's life, calling names, mentioning things I'd like to do to make them miserable. But when I actually had the chance to do it, and kinda did it unintentionally, I feel awful. I don't like it at all. The feeling when you know someone is disturbed by your presence, ugh.
You know I wish certain people feel like I do, so they stop doing things that could hurt other people. Sometimes I'd just really like to know what's in their mind when they do everything. Hm.
So to those whom I bothered tonight, I'm sorry. I hope somehow I could find a way to say it and you can actually hear me.


and I silently hope you feel as sorry as I am.