I hate it when you really care about someone, but all you ever do is argue with them. It’s like you don’t know whether to love or hate them. We say the most cold-blooded, heartless things to each other but we’d take a bullet for each other also. Then when you try to let them go and move on, you realize how much you really need them. It’s so horrible and yet so perfect. We always say we hate each other and we never want to talk to each other again and yet two hours later we come back and apologize. it’s so confusing and I always leave our conversations feeling empty and yet it’s like I enjoy every minute of this torture.