call me when the kids are older

i think i wanna be on my own

this isn’t fair. you have put me through so much and shit and continue to need more from me. you tell me i’m negative like, are you fucking kidding me. you finally get a fucking job and i already know none of your money is going to go towards me. just you and your friends. you won’t take me out like you said you would. we won’t go on dates. on your dime. why the fuck am i still with you. you expect me to drop over $200 on groceries drop $ on 600+ thread count sheets probably pay for dinner tonight and now you expect me to come drop off lunch money. how the fuck is this fair? how the fuck is this a relationship? i just wanna fucking cry. and on top of that i can’t express how i feel because i am “just being so negative” like are you fucking kidding me? you never do me favors. i should have known. you’re such a piece of shit. why the fuck am i still here. why the fuck do i even bother. fucking why. i need to get the fuck out of here and let you go already. it won’t matter to you. you’ll just move on to the next. if you haven’t already. again. you never fucking loved me. i’m just a fucking idiot

you're stressing me the fuck out. and i don't know what to do about it anymore. i have given you my all and then some. i have nothing left to give. i am trying. i'm sorry.

idk why my friends aren't more understanding lately. relentless questioning is not going to make me want to go out with you. continuing to ignore what i say doesn't make me feel very good about you. when i decline your invite, there's a reason. i told you i am not the same person i used to be. you can't expect the same things. i know you don't like it. i don't care either way. i still deserve to be respected. and i'm exhausted with it all.

i can't comprehend what there is to discuss. i've literally given you more than everything. what else could there possibly be?

the only time i hear you say pretty is when you're talking about your video games.