i hate going to bed with issues unresolved. especially if they involve the ones i hold dearest. i can’t be mad at you for wanting to give up, doesn’t mean it still doesn’t hurt. i want so bad to be mad at you. i want so bad to hold a grudge against you. but i can’t i want so bad for you to feel like shit for what you said to me. but even the thought of you feeling regret for what you said, hurts me. i don’t want you to feel bad. fuck. i carry so much inside that no one ever sees. :(