Sometimes, I think some rather random things. I don’t know if they are worth sharing or appropriate (well, the answer is probably a resounding “NO” on both counts there, actually), but, now they’re out there. And you can’t unread them. You’re welcome. 

I hate that I can’t fully understand you. I hate that I don’t know what goes on inside of your head. I hate that I don’t know what to do. I hate that you won’t tell me. I hate that all I can do right now is exist. I hate that I can’t even be selfish enough not to care.

-Namakemono