it drives me insane.
I hate misunderstandings and sometimes understanding is the hardest part.
I hate being in charge of everything and getting the blame when my hands are tied.
I hate banks.
I hate caring so much that it consumes me and I am always taking care of other people.
I hate texting in emotional situations.
I hate the entitlement feeling.
But I love the swell season.
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