Yeah I know that he was toxic. I knew it the whole time. I knew from the second I met him that things would turn out like shit but you know what, I didn’t fucking care. I know that loving him was a bad idea, I knew I would eventually end up broken, but I didn’t care. I wanted to breathe a little bit of toxic air. I needed changing. So I went for it, and now that the toxic air is gone, I want it back. It distracted me from what life is actually like and now that I’m seeing it, I just want to go back, but this time, I’ll be different. I’ll make him stay.