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we do what we have to do
los angeles, california—-
i fucked up tonight. again. i know.
i wish i could explain my jealousy. my self doubt. my insecurity. I take advantage of the idea that you understand and can sympathize with me, but i fear i’m reaching the end of your rope on that compassion. beside my self-assurance that you spend your days thinking of ways to cheat on me, i waste time and energy thinking of ways i can be even with this “you” i envision.
i expect you to leave me.
i still love you.
we do what we have to do.