let’s put it this way. if every time a man in a grey hat entered the same room you were in, hit you, day after day for years and years, and suddenly someone who wore a grey hat said they wouldn’t hit you, you’d still get nervous every time he entered the room. heartbreak is my grey hat. everyone says they won’t leave. people come into my life, say they won’t leave, and then end up leaving. how do I know who I can trust anymore?