May 2010 06
Thu May 6, 2010 12:47:10 pm
I am in love with you. You are supposed to be in love with me too. A lot of the times, things are nice. Or they used to be. Now, during our nice times, all I can think about is how fake I have to be for you, or what one of us is gonna say or do to lead to our next screaming argument, passive argument, whatever.
F*ck you and your macho man beliefs about women. What the f*ck type of planet do you think you live on? We're not f*cking cave people anymore. More women go to college than men.
Shut the f*ck up about my mom. I know you don't like her, but that's for all the same reasons that you hate all women. She's my mom. Grow some balls and be mature for once. I know it's hard for you; when you get mad you're like a five year old hitting things and shouting swear words at me. You know what I'm quietly thinking while you're doing your little displays? 'I dare you to hit me one day. See how fast I run in the other direction and never look back.'
Stop f*cking telling me what to do and putting me down. Even when you do have reason ('don't slam my car door, don't interrupt me') your attitude just makes me want to do it again. Harder. Louder.
And when you don't? What the f*ck do you care if I yelped loudly when Steven passed by me suddenly? What the f*ck does it have to do with you, and where do you get off telling me what to do? You're not my dad. He's dead. Shut the f*ck up.
I'm so sick of you and your low blows. I'm sick of trying to be the nice, soft one for you. The one who compromises and cares. Yeah, so I f*ck up, but then I try to fix it. You don't admit when you're wrong except when it's really, really, really bad.
You may think I'm pretty. You may want to f*ck me. But if you 'love me', then f*cking treat me better, or I am leaving and I don't care if it shatters me AND you into six thousand pieces. I am going to go find someone who actually respects me.
Thu May 6, 2010 07:12:04 pm]
Wow girl, you wrote what I was thinking about my boyfriend! It's comforting to know that there are other people out there in the same exact situation that I am in! Mine acts like a f**king child too....he gets mad if I shut the car door harder than his liking, he gets mad if I chew food that is crunchy, he gets mad about EVERYTHING! Little 27 year old spoiled ass brat that throws a fit if he doesn't get his way. I say you and I go out there and find real men that will treat us the way we should be treated - these guys won't change. There is no way to change them short of therapy, and we ALL know THAT won't happen! Anyways, good luck and I wish you the best in life! You deserve it!!!