I just wish it all never happened. Getting my heart broken isn't going to push me into wanting to be a soldier any quicker.
I wasn't belittling the fact that he gave you his heart to save your life. That's cool. I just don't get why you seem to want me to react to the fact that mom is bumping uglies with the guy.
I don't hate the world. I just hate what's expected of me. Like are we really the only possible person out there that can possibly lead the resistance to victory? No one who can do it at all, or possibly even better than us?