why cant i be more angry? not in general...just about this situation. is this some kind of subconscious message to myself? maybe ive been kicked to the curb one too many times.

"you should try being more angry with him"

but im not trying...im just being...this is me. this is my heart. my mind. my soul....whatever that is. my arms are perpetually open, even when they're crossed. i dont think life is for crossing arms. i keep em open because its possible that they might wrap around all ive ever wanted

im open, im free, people are starting to see