i guess you win.
and you’ll probably take some sick pleasure in it.
i can’t grow up.
like you’re so fucking mature anyway.
i wish I’d never met either of you.
i’m not a good person for wishing that i guess.
and the best thing/person that has every happened to me was a by-product of knowing you. for that, i am glad.
but everything else… idk if it’s worth it.
i don’t know anything.
the running theme of my life.
