“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 a huge part of my life, wasting my time on you, depending
on you, thinking about you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, changing for you,
but most of all for not hating you when I know that I should. I still want you
that is maddening to me.”
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