it's funny the things that we train ourselves to do.
the little ins and outs of interaction that we cause to exist so we can cope.
words we would say to one person that we'd never utter in front of another because of a temporal status quo.
you learn a lot about yourself not living in the home you've spent the past twenty one years in.
you learn a lot about people by living with new ones.
i think i understand better now how you can love someone dearly and still not look after them well.
and i'm starting to understand that every good intention can still fall short.
and that sucks.
but i am second.
