Could it just be to fucking perfect? Sometimes, I wish I was single, just so the level of pathetic I’m at won’t seem as bad. The New Year has come and I’m here, at home, doing nothing. Just sitting here, staring at the TV, fighting the fucking urge to go outside and freeze to death… Happy New Year and a kiss to my daughter. Thinking happily(or what’s left of the good side of my mood) that at least she is next to me.
This man, I say I love, is asleep, next to me. Hey, at least he sprung up 3 secs before the ball dropped to kiss me.. Then of course, he is out…. I hate it. I’m not even 21 yet, and here I am… Feeling like I’m 40. Not even 21.
Twenty-fucking-one..
Twenty-one.. I can’t say it enough… I feel like, before I even get there I’m going to slice my fucking neck from how much I just hate my fucking life. Uggghhh…
What’s the point of a relationship, if I feel so God damn alone laying next to him? Don’t answer that…
Happy fucking New Year SP!!
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I don’t know if you want advice or not, but if you want to continue being in a comfortable, healthy relationship it requires effort on both you and your p*rtner’s part. Try spicing things up, try doing things that deviate from your usual routine and maybe find activities you and your significant other can do together, go out for dates – eat dinner, watch a movie. Communication is the most vital component in any relationship aside from passion.
I feel the same way too boo, I’m 18 and with my daughter by my side i feel like an old cow