Generically Yours

Blood on my Hands

All these things that I’ve done are weighing heavily on my mind. To all the people who I have wronged, I am sorry.

Culley: Sorry for messing up your face, even if you did kinda deserve it, you fucker.

Cooper: Sorry for being mean to you because you didn’t visit me in the hospital. I should have realized that you’d be rattled too, even though I was the one who ended up in the fucking ICU.

Tia: Sorry for pouring your glass of Guinness over your head and then punching you. That one was actually my fault.

Noodles: Sorry for saying you looked fat in that dress. You shouldn’t have asked if you didn’t want the truth.

Bennie: Sorry I stole your car that one time. At least I gave it back, right? And it was undamaged too! See, I’m such a good friend!

Jenners: Sorry for ingoring your calls that one time. It’s not my fault you complain too much.

Addie: I have to apologize to you more than anyone. I’m sorry I’m not more grateful to you. I’m sorry I can’t defend you more. I’m sorry make you worry sometimes. I’m sorry that I have things to be sorry about.

Generically Yours,

Buster