My anger long since died out, was angry for maybe 10 years after leaving, now its 15 and I am just fine with it, seems like a distant thing like it was just a formative thing really, guess I am pissed at things I missed out on, but I wouldnt be me without it

I dont care if the stars dont shine, and I dont care if nothing is mine, I dont care if i'm nervous with you, I'll do my loving in the winter