I'm confused. I've been filled with rage. We have this conversation every night, I've had enough. I'm so sick of listening to your shit. I really can't deal with this right now.
Say you want more attention, I dare you. Please, just say it so I can leave this room. I'm trying so hard to not get angry, but it's all I feel.
I swallow a deeper breath, trying to keep it all together.
My mind is racing for answers, my soul is screaming out. I feel my body starting to lock up as we continue talking.
Oh, so you want more time from me? 70% of it isn't enough? Are you serious? It seems all you want to do is take from me, what do I get? Every so often you in a good mood?
I'm sick of second guessing my feelings and caring about your garbage.
I'm sick of it.
I love you.