I wish he hadn't been so nice and apologetic about it. I wish I could find a reason to be angry at him, because anger is the emotion I handle best. I wish I could just chuck a shoe at the nearest wall, corner my roommate or some other unfortunate passerby, and rant for an hour or two until I'd gotten all the anger worked out of my system and had come to terms with everything.
But I can't. Read More »






