seriously fuck you.
i can’t believe everything that you’ve done at this point. we’ll be fine and all lovey dovey and then you go and ruin it. you start talking about my flaws and about how i’m not your type of girl. well what the fuck am i supposed to even say to that? of course i’m going to respond with an okay… well i understand that then. but you’re never satisfied with my answer. you want more. you want me to fucking grovel at your feet and tell you that i’m in love with you and beg you to be with me. i’m not going to do that. i do love you, i truly do. but i’m not gonna lose my dignity just so that i can be with you, because it’s bullshit. i say one thing and you lose your cool, you lose your temper, you blow up. like shit, go put a fucking dip in and then come talk to me, you can’t even tell me that you’re relaxed because by the way you just answered me , simply stating “bye”. that’s not okay with me. don’t become a fucking girl and have a little bitch fit, grow up and talk about it like i am. i thought there was only one girl in this little half relationship thing we’ve got but i guess i was wrong.
i want to be with you. i like you, i really do. but i think that you’re expecting someone who will want you more than you want them and you’re not getting that here. you liked to be wanted, and i’m not giving you that feeling. you feel like you’re working way too hard, well heads up kid, that’s what you gotta do if you like someone.
the worst part is that we cleared everything up, and then you tell me what you think. i replied saying that i agreed and that it all made sense. how the fuck do you think bye is a perfect response to that? and that you’re “fuckin tired”
well i have a fucking chem test tomorrow AND i have a book report due. now i’m not even going to school cause i wasted my time talking to you like an idiot.
there’s nothing more that i’d rather do than be with you and kiss and cuddle with you. but you always push me away and get mad at me…
how am i supposed to deal with that.
