Kill me with a rubber spoon, I do everything right for once, and I still don't get so much as an oppertunity to explain my words. I have this little problem, I tend to forget every now and then that my girlfriend can't keep her nose out of my business. So she reads an ancient fucking entry and I get woken up at three o'clock in the fucking morning, fuck that. No wonder I don't let her wander around my room alone, I'm too afraid she'll find something that she wont like, then we'll fight, as always, then we will not speak for a few days, as always, then we'll make up, as always. But that's not the point, I would much rather avoid the fight all together, as anyone would. It's stressfull, anoying, and pointless. But darling Stasi can't leave well enough alone, she just had to jump into my old entries and read something that she knows she wont like and get mad at me for. Heaven fucking forbid I get ten fucking minutes to myself to think a single thought without her laying on me. Wait, I forgot, I'm the man, that means that I can't have time to myself, it has to be entirely devoted to her, no matter what, no matter fucking what. I should just look myself in the mirror and flip myself off and say, "FUCK YOU!!! Fuck your hopes, fuck your dreams, fuck everything you thought this life would bring you, no go out there and make the bitch happy!!!" FUCK!!!
