I'm not even sure if i'm good enough anymore
I wish I could go back to november '05. Back when things were easy. When I didn't spend 3 or 4 nights a month crying myself to sleep. It's always because of me. I always start everything. I know that. But why do I do it? It's not because i'm an asshole, it's because i expect that you can see what's wrong, and do something about it. But i guess not. I wish Sara Laurion was with me right now. I wish you could just, listen to what I tell you, and do something about it, instead of constantly getting upset that we keep having the same conversation. If you don't like having the same conversation, do something about it. Show me you care, please, i'm begging you. Don't give me crap that you've been drained. Cause that's all it is, crap. It's all in your head. Actions speak so much louder then words. I'm so physically and emotionally drained. Christmas vacation couldn't come at a better time. I just don't understand. It's so simple. You make it SOOO complicated. I feel like you TRY to push my buttons. You push and push and push until i go crazy. I want to be done going crazy. I want it to be over. I want it to be just us. You gotta do something. I love you.