[ Part of wants to argue that she's made it to the top of the 'mistakes made' list but she's tried. So damn tired of arguing and fighting and just all of it. She shrugs a half-hearted shrug and wishes she had the guts to close the distance between them. But if she did that she wouldn't want to ever let go. ]

I'd be doing a lot better if you could stay. If we could all be together in a world that wasn't so screwed up. [ she sighs ]

But I'm afraid that's never going to be a thing no matter what any of us tries. [ Really, it just seems to constantly get worse, not better. She folds her arms over her chest just to have something to do with them that doesn't involve wanting to take his hand. ] What about you? You doing alright with... everything?