Guilty

Oh God, I was so worried about him. I felt guilty guilty guilty guilty!!!!
Stupid stupid stupid stupid!!
In fact, i knew nothing about him. I just could bother him with my extra stupid unstopable vomit words! I loathed it.

He had his life. How could i forget that important matter? Oh God.... It's worse than feeling like being nothing for him. I had perfectly screwed it up.

Damn! Did he hate me? No, he's a good man. But i was too childish, annoying, unimportant, pale, fat, and plain to be always forgiven.

No, no, no, no, no. How to fix it? Think, vey!
Oh my God, was he fine?

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