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i want a divorce--and i'm not even married. gosh, i know he's tired, he worked all day at a shitty job (the shitty part is his fault- he could have gotten another job by now. he's told me of several jobs that he "shoulda applied for" at DG, and never did, so who's fuckin fault is that?). but you know what? how many times have i actually shyed away from him kissing me when i wasn't upset? none. i do that tonight and he doesn't even ask what's on my mind. i thought i had him trained by now. i've known him for two freaking years and he doesnt even know when somethings wrong! there's gotta be sumthin wrong with that. and it wasn't even a big deal, but now it's escalated into something huge in my head. i got a new dress today and tried it on for him and he said it was "fine". FINE! you never, EVER, tell a girl she looks "fine". no matter what! i was really looking for some freaking feedback on that goddamn dress. now i feel like shit and i'm going to be embarrassed to wear that fucking dress in public! jesus fucking christ! and all it would have taken is a "what's wrong" to work it all out. AND HE DOESNT KNOW THAT YET! we've had how many discussions about that? a ton, but i guess he just doesnt fucking listen to me. whatever. fuck you.