You're giving me a run for my money, honey
Dan texted me at two thirty in the morning last night. He apologized and proceeded to tell me he hasn't been able to sleep a wink knowing that I was angry with him.
So I was like, "Listen. You really hurt me. I'm confused and i'm frustrated and I need time to figure things out before I can even begin to think about talking to you as much as I used to."
And he was like "Well, if it makes you feel any better it really has been eating away at me, us fighting and all"
And I was like... "...uh, no. It doesn't make me feel better. Goodnight."
And that was that.
But I was pissed.
And I tossed and I turned in bed FOREVER.
Ughhh.
So I was like, "Listen. You really hurt me. I'm confused and i'm frustrated and I need time to figure things out before I can even begin to think about talking to you as much as I used to."
And he was like "Well, if it makes you feel any better it really has been eating away at me, us fighting and all"
And I was like... "...uh, no. It doesn't make me feel better. Goodnight."
And that was that.
But I was pissed.
And I tossed and I turned in bed FOREVER.
Ughhh.