Why do I always have to take the backseat?
After I revealed to Russell all the nasty things that his jerk bestfriend told me a couple of years ago, Russell just doesn't seem to care. As if I am not hurt. As if I was not offended. As if it didn't matter tome.
Why do I have to be the one to adjust? Why is it I should always be the one who should understand?
I feel very unsupported and.....neglected.
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