Jun 09, 2006 18:00
I am a sad, pathetic, jealous little twat of a man sometimes.
I am easily angered. Easily frustrated.
Tired of not getting it back.
I can't take it back. I can't demand it back. I can barely ask for it back.
I'm not going to get it back, at least not right now.
I should stop. Cut my loses. Give it up.
But if I did that I wouldn't be me.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't so nice.