I seemed to suddenly understand
All these years he came home. I was angry
What am I angry about?
I'm angry I'm not in the first place. I'm angry that he can still live well if he's not around me. I'm angry to grab something but not. I was angry when we were just together and he would share a lot of things with me now it seems like not much. I'm angry, I'm angry
A lot of gas is useless. They are still very tired of each other
Never mind
Where he wanted to stay was his business
What I have to do is be myself
Not to mention that sooner or later they don't all come back
Not to mention... Take it easy...