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I'm fucking sick of him treating me like I'm inferior.
I'm sick of being looked down upon.
I'm sick of having responsibilities.
I'm sick of worrying about him being mad at me over everything.
I'm sick of worrying about him in general.
I'm sick of him wanting sex all the time.
I'm sick of having to worry about pregnancy scares.
I'm sick of wasting my fucking hard earned money on him.
I'm sick of going behind my parent's backs to date him.
I'm sick of his asshole friends.
I'm sick of not being able to have friends of my own.
I'm sick of him telling me what I can and what I can't do.
I'm sick of always being wrong.
I'm sick of putting my freedom on the line for him.
I'm sick of getting no APPRECIATION for anything I do.
I'm sick of kissing him. It doesn't feel right anymore.
I'm sick of him bragging about sex to his friends in front of me.
I'm sick of him treating me like an object rather than his girlfriend.
I'm sick of seeing girls numbers on his phone that I don't know.
I'm sick of his temper tantrums over every god damn thing that doesn't go his way.
I'm sick of going home crying.
I'm sick of being his chaufer. (sp?)
I'm sick of staying out all night, losing sleep for him.
I'm sick of his touch. It went cold a long time ago.
I'm sick of him doing whatever he damn pleases without any consent from me.
I'm sick of wasting my trust on people who damn well don't deserve it.
I'm sick of my calls being ignored.
I'm sick of him breathing down my neck when I talk to other guys.
I'm sick of loving him...it hurt's way too much.
***THANK YOU JOSH FOR MAKING MY LIFE HELL***
I'm sick of being looked down upon.
I'm sick of having responsibilities.
I'm sick of worrying about him being mad at me over everything.
I'm sick of worrying about him in general.
I'm sick of him wanting sex all the time.
I'm sick of having to worry about pregnancy scares.
I'm sick of wasting my fucking hard earned money on him.
I'm sick of going behind my parent's backs to date him.
I'm sick of his asshole friends.
I'm sick of not being able to have friends of my own.
I'm sick of him telling me what I can and what I can't do.
I'm sick of always being wrong.
I'm sick of putting my freedom on the line for him.
I'm sick of getting no APPRECIATION for anything I do.
I'm sick of kissing him. It doesn't feel right anymore.
I'm sick of him bragging about sex to his friends in front of me.
I'm sick of him treating me like an object rather than his girlfriend.
I'm sick of seeing girls numbers on his phone that I don't know.
I'm sick of his temper tantrums over every god damn thing that doesn't go his way.
I'm sick of going home crying.
I'm sick of being his chaufer. (sp?)
I'm sick of staying out all night, losing sleep for him.
I'm sick of his touch. It went cold a long time ago.
I'm sick of him doing whatever he damn pleases without any consent from me.
I'm sick of wasting my trust on people who damn well don't deserve it.
I'm sick of my calls being ignored.
I'm sick of him breathing down my neck when I talk to other guys.
I'm sick of loving him...it hurt's way too much.
***THANK YOU JOSH FOR MAKING MY LIFE HELL***