“i’m mad at myself, not you. I’m mad for always
being nice, always apologizing for things I didn’t do, for getting
attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on
you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you,
wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all… for not hating you
which I know I should… but I can’t.”
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