Don’t... don’t think I’m mad or anything. I’m not.

[ He feels like he has to say something like this now, as he struggles to find words, and he frowns as his desires mix and make things all the more confusing. Ugh... Lack of sleep is making him lose it, maybe, but he wants to try more. ]

You have to understand. Hearing about someone who treats you like that... it pisses me off. You don’t deserve it, no matter what you did. I’ve dealt with the same kinds of assholes, but I’m not nice like you. Even if they have complete control, even if I have guilt, I still want to punch them in the face.