A message.

I am an idiot. A fucking dumbass.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Fucking. Stupid.

I don't know why I was dumb enough to actually believe that this could work. To invest myself in this, to make you a part of my life, to actually care about you way more than I knew I probably should let myself care about you. I hate this feeling. And I hate how I've felt this feeling so many times and it still hurts just as much every time. I hate how knowing what to expect doesn't make it any less terrible. I hate how I can't even hate you because I'm too busy liking you and wishing it didn't have to be like this.