I fixed it.
I just want everyone to be happy. Don’t worry about me. I’m happy as long as you’re happy. And that’s that.
I go from telling the truth and being accepted for it to being the bad guy. I just wonder how long it’s going to stay this way.
I fucking hate hurting people. Don’t they realize I’m telling the goddamn honest truth when I say I’d rather sacrifice than to see people I love in pain?? Because the fact of the matter is, if you “give me what I want” and it makes you unhappy to do so, I’m gonna be distraught as hell, because now I’m DYING inside because you’re unhappy. But if you get what you want, and it’s not something I want, I’m gonna sit in a corner and pout for a bit, but when you wrap your happy arms around me, it’s all going to be better.
I can live with my own unhappiness. But your unhappiness…I just can’t take it.