I cant even begin to explain how I feel, because I highly doubt you even care. Cause, all your ever worried about is you. While Im over here listening to you complain about everything, Im the one whos trying to make things better for us, while you sit there and just keep on going about this and that. I get it, I fucked up . I get it , I made my mistakes. But you did too. We’re both in the same square, we both hurt eachother. But why is Im the only one fixing everything? It all happens that everything is placed into my hands .