You know that feeling when you finally find out that something you thought might just be about you isn't about you at all?
Deep down I knew it wasn't about me, I really did, but there was this tiny part of me that just hoped... and now that part of me is being crushed by the rest of me and laughed at: "why didn't you believe us? you should have known!"... I did know I just wished, you were so right...















