When things were good, I thank god for letting me meet this someone special. But when things were bad, I wonder what could be the reason why were we fated to meet.
We’re spending more days fighting than laughing. Stupid, seriously. Basically, a fight can start simply because he makes something out of nothing, over tiny things and over stupid reasons. Fighting to the point that I’m starting to be immune and not bothered already.
You’re not bothered about me, then I’ll stop bothering about you. Period.
“Thanks for making me think u wanna meet me so badly after work“, he said. Thanks for telling me it’s a one-sided affair and I’m the only one here who wants to meet you and you don’t care if you meet me or not!
Why is it you’re allowed to go off without saying goodbye personally to me and when I do the same, you got pissed? Double standard.
Each time I scream as loud as I can in the car when I’m so frustrated. Really too frequent. I’m sick and tired of this.
