I honestly think I complain about you too much to my friends so I don’t even feel like I can talk to them about why I’m in a shitty room because they already know it’s you. And they all know the best solution is to dump you. But I have so much hope in you that you’ll be different and that we’ll make it work, but right now I feel as though you don’t even care if we ever talk or communicate ever. Why am I doing this to myself.
Why am I such a fool to think that things will be different and change.