I don't know. I just don't know.

I get what you're saying - I - I want to believe that even really, really bad people can change. That their good face wasn't just a lie. Or even if they do something bad to you, that it might not be your fault...

[ Wait who is he talking about here? ]

If I'm the one with the problem, then I should leave. I'm not getting anywhere right now anyway. I need to get back home. There has to be some way, I can't just stay here and pretend this is my life now.