He's so Traumatic
I hate it. I get things figured out and then I get so emotional. I dont feel the same way i used to towards him, but i always hope that one day it will happen. That's bad. Nothing happened the other night. That's good. But we just argued that its not stupid to have feelings about life. Its not stupid to look back and reflect on your past. He doesnt understand that. He needs someone to contradict his views. I am beginning to do that now. He really pisses me off. I just wish that one day he would understand, but I know that will never happen. And then he had the nerve to slaughter my poem. I hate him for that. That poem meant alot to me. Alright. Life is rough at the moment, but I'll survive. In his words, "It can always get worse". In my words "No fucking shit". Im pissed now. Later.