damik's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fruterations. I wonder if Trevor and I could go a week with out fighting. This time it was all my fault. I was disappointed that he came home from work real late and that his new schedule didn't allot more time for me. So I kind of picked a fight. I also blew that thing where I don't try to hurt him right out the window. I said some real mean things and I threw out some real low blows. I got mad at him about pointing out the cute girls and saying the movie stars were his girlfriends. Not everything I said really bothered me as much. At least I didn't think they did. I don't know I was real upset. I don't think he understands me. I don't know what I want. I don't want to fight with him anymore. I was having a hard time at work today. I want to whine. I'm so frustrated I can't even start to talk about it. 9:58 p.m. - 05-14-2001 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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