So according to that, I should know the answer to the question that's been on my mind. And I am sure I do. I might not like it, but I have to accept it and just...moveon.com. Accept that I fucked it up and I can't fix it.
What's annoying me is that I am really not sure why I still want to keep talking. I mean is it the ego thing? Can I just not let go?
OK. Stop.
Damn that promise I made to myself to put anything I wrote her up. Sorry.
Manipulative to the end. Fucking a.
And passive aggressive.
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