"i lost track of time".... what the fuck ever
to my loving boyfriend:
nothing ever fucking matters anyways. It's always you before anyone, that's never going to change. The way you twist shit around so you are the "logical" one and i am being "absurd". If you don't think i do anything... then why the hell do i still love you after all the fucked up shit that has gone on throughout these two years. How does that not count for anything?. i seriously don't know what to tell you. If you cannot see where i am coming from...
It's not even like you find an interest to try and keep me anyways.
yes it is a shame that you have factor five and whatever else... but it seems like you use that to justify everything. And yea... you say you don't want the pity, then why do you always act like you do? you are fine... get on with your life. take each day as it comes and stop thinking about dying all the damn time. i know it sucks, but seriously.
How many times have i lent you my car for work, and have just been there to cheer you up and make a fool out of myself for your amusement. but i guess that doesn't count for anything either. i'm sorry i don't spoil you with material goods, that makes me a bad girlfriend i know... pffft
but noooooo... i am the damned one. and thanks for the bagel pizzas... i was originally going to go home and make food... but i decided i WANTED to stop by and see you (regardless of our issue last night).
And what pissed me off the most... is after you fell asleep while you were at the table.. you walked me to the DOOR?!?! and then im the asshole for walking away from you.... if you don't even want to walk me to my car late at night, then thats your problem... but you never seen to understand where other people are coming from.... even the train station issue...
YOU are always right... and everyone is WRONG...
To the car would be too much... the rain might fucking melt you or something.
and i appreciate the "i lost track of time" ...that makes me feel wonderful.
the fucking story of the year...
fuck this...
i got a fucking shitty grade on my speech that i did in class... but my issues never matter... and plus... life goes on.
-Krys
nothing ever fucking matters anyways. It's always you before anyone, that's never going to change. The way you twist shit around so you are the "logical" one and i am being "absurd". If you don't think i do anything... then why the hell do i still love you after all the fucked up shit that has gone on throughout these two years. How does that not count for anything?. i seriously don't know what to tell you. If you cannot see where i am coming from...
It's not even like you find an interest to try and keep me anyways.
yes it is a shame that you have factor five and whatever else... but it seems like you use that to justify everything. And yea... you say you don't want the pity, then why do you always act like you do? you are fine... get on with your life. take each day as it comes and stop thinking about dying all the damn time. i know it sucks, but seriously.
How many times have i lent you my car for work, and have just been there to cheer you up and make a fool out of myself for your amusement. but i guess that doesn't count for anything either. i'm sorry i don't spoil you with material goods, that makes me a bad girlfriend i know... pffft
but noooooo... i am the damned one. and thanks for the bagel pizzas... i was originally going to go home and make food... but i decided i WANTED to stop by and see you (regardless of our issue last night).
And what pissed me off the most... is after you fell asleep while you were at the table.. you walked me to the DOOR?!?! and then im the asshole for walking away from you.... if you don't even want to walk me to my car late at night, then thats your problem... but you never seen to understand where other people are coming from.... even the train station issue...
YOU are always right... and everyone is WRONG...
To the car would be too much... the rain might fucking melt you or something.
and i appreciate the "i lost track of time" ...that makes me feel wonderful.
the fucking story of the year...
fuck this...
i got a fucking shitty grade on my speech that i did in class... but my issues never matter... and plus... life goes on.
-Krys