I am wrong, and I know I am. In my heart, I know it. I take my frustrations out on innocent bystanders, people who are only trying to do right by me. I’m so frustrated with the people who aren’t in my life and don’t want to be (not just a certain person, but also feeling a lack of someone special in my life generally) that I take it out on people who I know will forgive me.

So. I’m sorry. I’ll try to do better. Promise.

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