I Can't Take It Anymore!...
This bullsh*t SUCKS! One second things are great with Ray, and in the next, there is something that he finds fault in me...I can't stand it. It seems as if he exspects me to be his perfect little angel. I'm f*cking NOT. Get over yourself. GEEZE...So this time, he claims that he's mad at me because I didn't move my laptop when he "TOLD" me to. You're damn right I didn't. He didn't even ask me to move it anyways. He just simple said, "Move your laptop." So I feel as if I'm being demanded. I hate that crap! All he had to do is ask me nicely to move it and I would have hopped to it. But NO! It was, DO IT NOW!...I hate that crap! AHH!...It f*cking royally chaps my ass. And then he tells me to f*ck off, and go to hell. *Rolls her eyes* I'm going to the doctor to see if he can fill me out a Rx for "My Give a Damns Busted Pills"...I'd like a six month 'script.
He thinks that since he's in school that the world revolves around him. Well, I understand that he's stressed about it and all, but give me a f*cking break. You don't have to take out your stress on me. You don't treat anyone else like that, so stop doing it to me.
And then the other day we were supposed to go out to get something to eat together, and I guess, yet again, I've pissed him off, and he throws a friggin' fit and breaks my f*cking dash board in my truck. What a d*ck.
Signing off, I can't even think straight, I'm so pissed.
He thinks that since he's in school that the world revolves around him. Well, I understand that he's stressed about it and all, but give me a f*cking break. You don't have to take out your stress on me. You don't treat anyone else like that, so stop doing it to me.
And then the other day we were supposed to go out to get something to eat together, and I guess, yet again, I've pissed him off, and he throws a friggin' fit and breaks my f*cking dash board in my truck. What a d*ck.
Signing off, I can't even think straight, I'm so pissed.