#479.
I want you to know that it's never my intention. The nights where for even a moment there is negativity between us sets me off. I don't know if you know, but it's not something I do on purpose. However futile it is to explain it using 'there's a lot going on right now for me', there's not much else I can think of to explain the situation. I'm not pissed off, not angry, not mad at you. We both hate when that's the case. I don't know, maybe it's me taking you for granted again.

Sometimes I wish I could be more for you than the me with all this emotional baggage. I hate that your being with me involves you dealing with the burden side of me. I want to be always happy. Always able to make you happy, you know? You don't know how much I hate when (hate is a strong word, and I am surely using it in the right context) you're over it. If I could stop being so moody I would. I wish I could. But that's just not how things are for me right now, I don't expect you to understand. I don't even expect you to help me deal with any of it, it's not your problem, you shouldn't be forced to understand it. I just hope you'll still be around when I realise how much of a bitch I'm being and find a way to stop. Because even though I know you deserve better, you're the best I'll ever get. The only I ever want.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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