Generally intolerant and deathly allergic to stupidity. I tend to repeat myself, I tend to repeat myself, and I like food, clean shaven pits and interesting nail polish shades.
As usual, if IQ is below 10 :
DO NOT ENTER.
Tired. Because, well, waking up at 3am does that to you.
Today my heart broke a little more than a little. I cried like a stupid shit for hours til the stupid towel resembled a fucking sponge. I hate crying. I hate what's happened to us. Most of all I hate that you think I'm asking too much of you. I am so resentful right now i can't even fucking see straight - oh wait - that's just my massively puffy-like-fishball eyelids threatening to engulf my vision.
You said we'd work through it but let's be honest - it's not fucking working.
Maybe tomorrow things will be better.
Maybe tomorrow everything will be resolved.
Most probably won't.
I'm tired, did i mention that? I don't know how much monotony i can take before my brain explodes.
I don't know how much non-communication I can take before I have to get the fuck out of this and leave.