You know, the more I think about it, the more I realize how pathetic of a life I lead. I am tied down and held back by the smallest things. It could be a person, feelings, events, or memories, it really wouldn’t matter. The things people do or say, the feelings I have, or the events that take place, it does not matter. These are the very things that make me the weak person that I am.
For the past couple months, I’ve let Alice dictate my life. All the memories, feelings, events, and memories from the last few months are centered around her. In these times, I wonder why I let her in when I refused to let anyone else in. I wasn’t someone to be led by the heart, but rather, the head. So what was this?
It was painfully obvious that Alice still had lingering feelings for Jayce and was jealous
