If I could take back the millions of mistakes I've done, I would, but I can't, I can ask for forgiveness but I know it won't come. Everything I've done, all those I've hurt, I'm sorry... As much as it hurts you, it hurts me that i can't tell you what's true and what's not. So don't ask me about the wrongs I've done in my past, don't ask me about his past, don't ask me about someone else's past, because I can't tell you.
I just want to start over, and I'm trying to, if you'll allow it. Let me live, even though I don't deserve it. I will never hold anything against you, but I understand if you will. I don't need reminders, so don't give me them. I know you might not have been able to move on, but don't try to remind me.
I'm Virginia, I'm 19, a proud Canadian, and currently in my 1st year of university studying Psychology. It's a subject that absolutely facinates me. I'm also taking italian, and I've taken spanish in the past.
Out of the few, I've only had one true love in the past that truly scarred me and brought me down. We were the perfect, inseparable couple but that's gone and done with, a disappoinment. All our plans for the future dashed... leaving me a broken soul until... but now i have someone else that means a lot to me <3 and to him as many times as I've done wrong, he never seems to want to let me go.
