yep, that's how i felt this morning. being in between sure isn't fun. when you're the only one that people will talk to, when you're the only one who sees the big picture, how come i couldn't say anything to help the situation? because i'm a sell-out, that's why. ugh. an ugly feeling of i-told-you-so is pouring itself out upon me. terrible thing, people who know that compromise is all that it takes yet they don't want to. terrible, terrible how he knows that he should work for it but he really doesn't and i really see how she does and that she's really sick and tired of it all now but he doesn't see that and he doesn't understand, or rather, begs not to. why he is such an ass and why he still brings up the past is a mystery even to me. yet why he talks only to me is an even bigger mystery.
and now i'm leaving. what'll become of this?
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