Merry Christmas ❤️
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 my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you,
But most of all, for not hating you, which I know I should…
But I just can’t