to be, or not ever be.
how do i fix us. we dont connect at all. i feel like the only connection we had was drugs. now we dont do them and were just awful together. i mean dont get me wrong were both quite amazing parents, but im talking bout straight up us. we dont talk. except to bitch about bills or what have you. theres nothing their anymore. not even trust. yeah pissed that all msg that get sent to me on fb gets sent to your phone. and your just NOW bringing it up because u felt threatened due to some loser, who i must thank for stating hed would give me birthday sex, cause if it wasnt for that sleeze bag i NEVER would of know just how much you TRULY love to snoop. you ungrateful untrusting bastard. HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! first off. how many of my friends have you fucked... oh well basically ALL of them. and you have the nerve to question my motives? he sent it on he own accord hes done this for 8 yrs now and i did what i always do laugh at him or ignore him. no i guess i should tell him to never msg me again cause im married. but MAYBE just maybe i LIKE it when he sends me random shit like that ATLEAST some one does and makes me feel wanted! the only time u ever honestly want me is after your fucking drunk thanks for the compliments babe... somedays i just want to fucking punch you in the goddamn face for being such a fucking jack ass. how can i love you? when i completely hate you. i think im just scared, not with being single. god my own space would be amaziing. 8im scared that heyyy i have no job, heyyy i have a daughter to care for. i bet you just love knowing that im fucking trapted im stuck with you why else would u encourage me to be a stay at home mom. im scared for rileys sake its not fair to her that your a stupid fuck face. god. im so pissed. bye journal b4 i break the fucking keyboard.