Guess who went running again?
Yep, i did. Me. Weak. Silly. Childish. Coward. Meee! Arghhh im sick to fucking death of it, i mean, its my fucking house yet im thw one that will go running back with little to no persuasion because im a mug. Too weak. Too weak to stand up to you. So you carry on pushing me. Its okay, cause youre pushing me closer and closer to fucking SNAP. But i suppose that will be my fault too. Something else for you to moan at me about and another reason for you to tell me im a phycho. Well whatever. You win. Again. See you whenever i come running back like the weakling youve made me.