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I read somewhere that relationships are like broken glasses. Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken than to hurt yourself by trying to put the pieces back together. I must say, each time I tried to fix my relationship, the cuts were getting deeper until the pain wouldn’t go away anymore. I think everyone deserves a second chance. I thought love was sweeter the second time around. But that’s what I just thought. Sometimes these sayings are not applicable to everyone, especially me. My anger is consuming me. I hate people who belittle us. I hate the people who turn their backs on us when we need them the most. I hate my parents for ruining my grandpa’s happiness. I hate Tanner for hurting me repeatedly. I hate myself for getting myself into this situation. I hate the world so much th
