| 28 October 2003 I'm not good enough for him. I am sitting here tonight, talking to him and to some other friends, and BAM! He hits me with this shit. I am not appreciative, I don't show him enough attention, I don't tell him I love him enough....God WHATEVER. I spend more time with him than anyone. I have given him more of everything in my life than anyone. In fact I sat in my bed ALONE this morning while he sat on my computer and talked to people. What? I give him too much shit. I can't joke around with him. I can't do anything but wallow in this big puddle of mushyness apparently. God fuck. Whatever I am SO mad I am leaving. Bye. |
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