*sigh*
I feel like just giving up. No matter how hard I try to make him understand he never does. It doesn't take much to make me happy yet it isn't working out. I'm tired of the "I'm sorry's" and I'm tired of constantly being hurt. I don't know what to do anymore. Maybe I should just get a job and move out on my own. I'm sure he would be alot happier without me. Maybe he could find someone that thinks the things he does is cute. I love him and I always will but there has to be more to a relationship. Whoever said love was enough is a fucking liar. He just sees me as being unreasonable and bitching. That's where our problem is. It's not just me, I swear to God it isn't. I admit I bitch without reason to but here lately there is a reason and he doesn't seem to get that. I'm not trying to control him and I hate feeling like I'm his mom instead of his girlfriend. He doesn't even treat me the way most guys treat their girls anymore. He used to love doing things for me and just being in the same room with each other not doing a damn thing would make him happy. Now if we're not up doing something or going somewhere he goes fucking crazy. I've never been the type of person that loved going out 24/7. God, I don't even feel like typing anymore. Love sucks. I've always said that and I'm saying it now. I guess I'm doomed to be miserable for the rest of my life. No matter how hard I try to be happy and to make myself happy there's always some kind of bullshit. I honestly wish that whatever my purpose in life is would hurry up and show itself because if this is it, I'd rather not live at all.