ive fucking had it. it’s 9 am. I’m tired as shit. i have more shit to do than i have time to do it. i don’t even fucking have time for a social life. I’m doing everything i possibly fucking can. all i want to do is graduate. at the top of my list. stop making my life so fucking hard and miserable. my skin is the worst it’s ever been and it won’t get better because I’m so fucking stressed. he keeps me talking till fucking late as shit then i have to get up early. i don’t have time for this. he doesn’t give a fuck. not about me not about himself. if you don’t give a fuck about your own life, you’re not going to give a fuck about somebody else’s. if i don’t graduate, it WILL be his fault now. this is fucking ridiculous. i can’t handle this. how much can you throw at a person?! what the fuck is he trying to do to me?! i said i’d do everything i could do, and if he still gives me a hard time, then i’d shut him out completely! that’s what i fucking have to do. he makes everyones lives worse! how much can you fucking take?! what the fuck am i supposed to do?! YOU MAKE ME WANT TO DISAPPEAR BECAUSE YOU WANT NOTHING MORE THAN TO SEE ME FAIL! he fucking knows i don’t have time to breathe! how fucking selfish! I’m done with this shit. you broke my heart in a million fucking pieces and stomped all over them. you don’t give a fuck whether i live or die. if i don’t graduate you’ll get your fucking wish. he took every bit of love i have in me, every bit of care, every bit of time, everything. i hate everything about my life because of him. i have more work to do than there are hours in the day, and i fucking don’t even spend enough time on it because I’m too fucking busy talking to him. and last night, i fucking get out of class, i tell him i have to go do work then he’s on the phone for fucking 40 minutes, then i fucking go, do some work but I’m tired as shit, then come home, talk to my brother do some work, then want to shower, but i can’t fucking shower because i have to wait for his fucking call cause he said he’d fucking call at 10, and he didn’t so i was waiting for fucking ever and couldn’t shower because if i was in the shower when he called that would be a problem, so then i fucking wait tired as shit, then he finally calls after i wait and i fucking try to explain to him why he should have called earlier, he says nothing just continues to talk about shit. i fucking finally go, but it’s late and I’m tired, so i decide to shower in the morning instead, and then starts the new fucking cycle of misery. he keeps me up late as shit the night before, then i have to wake up early the next day, I’m doing work and going to class all day, then I’m waiting and waiting for his fucking call, and I’m tired as shit. he doesn’t give a fuck. and want me to go to the bank to money in?! no fucking way. i hate my fucking life. i hate everything about it. i have one priority and it’s to graduate. that’s all i fucking need to spend time on, or i won’t graduate. this is fucking bullshit and he knows it. or maybe he doesn’t. HOW MUCH CAN YOU FUCKING BEAT SOMEONE DOWN! i really do hate everything about my life. I’ve been trying so fucking hard, I’m trying to do every possible thing i can. IM SO FUCKING STUPID HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT HIS OWN FUTURE WHY WOULD HE GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MINE?! HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK IF I HAVE NOTHING. how much can you hurt me?! how can you keep hurting me intentionally? how much can you hurt one person before they can’t get up anymore? what the fuck do you want from me?! what else?! you have it all?! what the fuck else?!