Misunderstand were holding hands we're at the beach we're throwing sand. I couldn't feel in a more miserable mood ever. Buts its ok cuz this time is the last time. I am keeping the thing I love and throwing away the thought of. I guess its easier said than done but it's all i got. Too much thinking, too much analyzing, too much screwing us up. Whatever. I still believe sometimes its not JUST me screwing up. I wouldnt screw up until you piss me off. Moral of the story: dont piss me off.