things will be better back in place.
god damn it, kids.
god fucking damn it.
right now i hate being the person i am.
i hate caring for people so much that i'll pretend that my own feelings don't hurt.
that for years it was okay that he treated me like i was less than human.
that i can understand that he never said he loved me--
because, really, that's implied in any
long
term
relationship.
fuck it.
and fuck that.
i'm tired of feeling bad because other people can't seem to communicate their feelings.
or that i can, but mine are the wrongs ones completely.
because i am
done.
i am who i am and what i am
and i am so okay with that right now
so, so, so, okay with it
that this post, now, even, feels incredibly irrelevant.

but
rants are good sometimes--to clear the mind--to confirm, later, that we did just think what we almost thought we didn't.