I have been listening to my guilty pleasure song for days now:
I even listen to it three, four times in a row.
I don't know what this means. I also want to throw stuff around like she does.
Favourite quote: "How come I never hear you say: I just wanna be with you? Guess you never felt that way.."
I think my relationship might be failing. Not because we don't love each other a lot, but I am his first real girlfriend and he tries hard but he just doesn't know that well how it works.
When you leave your love in your bed while you go for "a" drink, it's not that weird that she is upset when you're not home at 5.30, and that when you're called and you say "I'll be there in a bit" and you're not home by 7.00 that she is pissed off and feels neglected, because you chose a group of friends who embody the happy single life with drugs and booze and girls over her ONCE AGAIN.
I get so sick of arguing about these things. Maybe we should leave it at this.
Ofcourse, when these shit things don't happen, everything is great. I just have very, very low self esteem and I can't stand it anymore to feel rejected again and again for a group of friends. I am starting to hate these guys now, even though I know they are fun.
Blegh.
On top of everything, in the museum this morning, a kid (like 5 years old) beat another kid a bleeding nose. Poor thing was covered in blood. He was such a good boy!
I even listen to it three, four times in a row.
I don't know what this means. I also want to throw stuff around like she does.
Favourite quote: "How come I never hear you say: I just wanna be with you? Guess you never felt that way.."
I think my relationship might be failing. Not because we don't love each other a lot, but I am his first real girlfriend and he tries hard but he just doesn't know that well how it works.
When you leave your love in your bed while you go for "a" drink, it's not that weird that she is upset when you're not home at 5.30, and that when you're called and you say "I'll be there in a bit" and you're not home by 7.00 that she is pissed off and feels neglected, because you chose a group of friends who embody the happy single life with drugs and booze and girls over her ONCE AGAIN.
I get so sick of arguing about these things. Maybe we should leave it at this.
Ofcourse, when these shit things don't happen, everything is great. I just have very, very low self esteem and I can't stand it anymore to feel rejected again and again for a group of friends. I am starting to hate these guys now, even though I know they are fun.
Blegh.
On top of everything, in the museum this morning, a kid (like 5 years old) beat another kid a bleeding nose. Poor thing was covered in blood. He was such a good boy!
Eventually everything will work itself out. Although the difficulties you have to overcome seem endless sometimes.
You can do it.
Then again, I may just be telling myself that because I haven't figured out how to do any of this myself.