Okay. So. Rant.

My ex is the most ungrateful person I've ever met.

He's put me through more than anyone knows and he just doesn't care what he does to me or that he says and does things to hurt me.

I've forgiven him for a lot. Recently.
I told him that I wanted to start over and try again and that I loved and missed him.

The next day he texts me and says 'Yeah.. I've been thinking, and I don't think we should.'

I GAVE HIM THE...

I feel like I'm just going in circles, repeating the same mistakes, over and over again, with no way out, and with no hope of something brighter. I feel like I'm wasting so much. Everybody always talks about all this potential they see, that I have, and I know it's there. And I know it's wasted on me.

What's the point of intellect, if you can't apply it? What's the point of musical skill and talent, if you hardly ever get out your instruments, or sit down and compose? What's the point...