Layla.
it doesn't look like total shit, it IS total shit. you lost your chance to be my friend, layla. as you've so snarkily pointed out, i apparently don't know enough about you to say you're an evil or decent person. i can't trust you. i can't believe anything you say. and if i did, i'd be an idiot for it. you don't get to be sorry. you don't get to try to make it up to me. all you get is to live with it.