I’m just watching her sleep and she looks so peaceful and I know she needs it but he’s still crying and I just want to… not hear it for five minutes and I hate myself for even thinking that and it makes me feel like such a SHIT dad and I’m only like seventeen and everyone said it would be hard but this is something else and it’s always just screaming and no sleep and the apartment feels so small now and I just want to like… walk away and never come back but I can’t and that makes me wanna cry too.