Saturday, September 15, 2012

So I snapped..

I fell asleep on the couch, as per usual night routine and then woke up. Saw this awful angry face directing mad glares at me and I fucking went to bed. Im so sick of the dirty looks, the attitude, the up and downs... Im my perfect person but Jesus Christ, you're mad at me every single day and it's often the stupidest shit were arguing over. I told him I'm tired of this bullshit. I wish he would talk to me like he goes to his friends or see the joy or excitement in his voice or eye when he's telling a story. It seems like he's always miserable around me and me alone and im tired of feeling like in never good enough. And so I cried myself to sleep. The End.

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