He sighed, and then said, "We keep seeming to come back here, don't we? Over and over. It's exhausting, Jack. It's exhausting trying not to feel pathetic around you for how completely fucking miserable I am. I know that a good person would be happy that you're happy or some shit, but seeing you play house and remembering how you walked out the door just ties me up in knots. I know you're sorry, and I guess that should help me, but it doesn't."
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He sighed, and then said, "We keep seeming to come back here, don't we? Over and over. It's exhausting, Jack. It's exhausting trying not to feel pathetic around you for how completely fucking miserable I am. I know that a good person would be happy that you're happy or some shit, but seeing you play house and remembering how you walked out the door just ties me up in knots. I know you're sorry, and I guess that should help me, but it doesn't."