practicality

I hate being able to be hurt so easily. I hate that it's the little things that bother me, and that it seems like nobody understands how much they mean to me. I hate being let down, over and over again. I hate that I keep trusting in people not to do it again, anyway.

I've been having a bad couple of days. Unless you already know or are Winter, don't ask. I don't want to talk about it.