The green-eyed monster is a sneaky, manipulative bastard. Ugh. Just when you think you’ve turned a corner away from it, it comes back and bites you on the arse. It certainly got me yesterday and I’ve paid the price. I’m sick and tired of myself.
I’m going to try and forget myself now.
I don’t deserve the good things I’m lucky enough to have.
Castles Made Of Sand 