What’s his problem? Seriously? What’s his fucking problem? Can’t he see for bloody once that I’m not always the one that’s at fault. And he goes on to say stupid things like, “If you want to think that way, then I can’t do anything about it,” or, “What do you want?”. It’s always what I want, isn’t it? You’re always the bloody fucking victim and I’m such an overpowering, spoilt, bratty girlfriend, right?
Funny, you’ve never done anything I wanted before.
I’ve always wanted to you tell me whatever you’re feeling. You never do. You keep quiet, expecting me to read your mind or something, I don’t bloody know. You’re so arrogant. You belittle everything and everyone in front of you. You’re such a control freak. Let me tell you this—I am not one of your guys, I cannot be controlled like you control your guys. You do not have command over me, so get bloody over it damn it!
Stop being so emotional. What’s wrong with me telling you you’re arrogant? You boss people around like they owe you a living. Well, sorry mister, I don’t.
Stop having such fucking low self esteem. I don’t know if you’re looking for pity or what, since you never tell me anything whatsoever. Just stop with the whole “I’m not good enough for you, I want to die, I don’t want to live anymore” rubbish. It’s bloody annoying.
I hate the way I’m always stifling my abilities to do well, just so that you won’t feel inferior. Come on, WHAT’S YOUR BLOODY PROBLEM? Face it. You’re better than me in some areas, and I’m better than you in others. Is that so hard to accept? Huh? I can’t be my crazy self around you because you deem it as childish, and immature, and what bloody shit. I HATE IT. I FUCKING HATE IT.
You’re so immature about having a relationship. You’re taking it too seriously. Stop being so bloody fucking dramatic. Please. I’ve had enough of you crying over silly things. The things I say may hurt, but bloody damn get over it! You think you don’t do/say things that hurt me as well? And when are the times that you feel hurt? When I tell you that I’M hurt! What rubbish is that? You tell me? WHAT RUBBISH IS THAT?
Everytime I’m angry, and I have told you many times before, that I cannot be left alone, and I need people to pacify me. Do you do that? YOU DON’T. You insist on leaving me alone and let my imagination go wild, and not only that, you get angry with me because I’m angry with you! Don’t give me nonsense. STOP GIVING SUCH NONSENSE!
I’m always the bad person in the relationship isn’t it? It’s always my fault.
I think I have had enough, for now. A break is good.
Don’t mistake me, I love you, I do. But please, please, please stop doing things like this. You’re stressed, and I’m stressed. Let’s not make the situation even worse. Everytime I tell you a pet peeve of mine that you possess, you don’t listen. And you repeat it over and over again. What’s the point?
A relationship is not a complicated thing. One thing I’ve learnt from the past four relationships I’ve had is that it is actually very simple. Just look at my sister and thirtha.
Yes. A break is good.
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