I'm still making mistakes. And I'm still learning. I get in trouble quite often, but not as much as I used to. I still have to learn how to behave myself around people I'm mad at. I'm still falling for sweet talkers and believe them. I still trust the wrong people, but I'm finding out who my real friends are. If you can't deal with me making mistakes, I honestly have to say I'm sorry. But I'm not sorry for making mistakes, because I learn from them. I need to make them, so I can tell what's right and wrong. I may regret a few things I did, but I never gave up on myself. I'm sorry if you can't accept the fact I'm still learning.