it turns out that. . . i cant really get angry with you.
i tried but i cant.
all i feel is guilt.
guilty of getting you affected. all because of me.
and even as you felt digusted or irritated, BY ME. you still treat me very nicely.
tolerate and tolerate my nonsense.
so if i dont give up on you, if i dont let go, i'm not a man.
lol...
man.. you should have told me earlier.
tell me straight in the face or sth..
tsk.
whatever.. its still my fault.