Dear Anonymous,
I'm tired. I don't want to understand. I'm sick of trying to make everyone happy. Everyone but me. I'm the middleman, don't you understand that? Everytime one of you decides to do something stupid I'm the one that gets hurt the most. You are the reason why that happened. But of course you wouldn't know. I never told you. I'm still trying to keep you happy. I'm still trying to keep you from the guilt. I'm so stupid.
I hate you. And I hate the fact that I don't.
Signed,
Anonymous