I tell you how much of a cow you’re being, offend you in so many ways, give you the most irritating attitude and express my infuriating anger towards you by saying I hate you and wish I could kill you.
You call me a drama queen, sick of my persistent whinging, voice that I’m a classic example of a bitch, accuse me of being mental and demand I sort my shit out.
I especially enjoy you threatening to leave me forever, I challenge you to every single time but you’re still here. You said it speaks volume.
We get apeshit on each other and snap at every vulgar remark and it’s mainly because we’re from two different worlds that hardly see eye to eye.
Your one word text messages are also something I look forward to. “yep” “k” “whatever” such delight.
You’re my biggest critic only because you know I can do better, you tell me the truth despite it hurting my feelings and you’re harsh on me because you care, sometimes too much. Like you said, we both know this.
And yes we go through stages of not talking but we don’t need reminders or words to know that we love each other.
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