current emotion: off with their heads
I want one of those marriages where they’ve been married 20 years but are still crazy in love and still cuddle on the couch and kiss a lot. I want those kind of marriages that make my kids nauseous because how in love their parents are.
I loved you fiercely,
while you didn’t have a clue.
And it ruined me.
i’m fucking depressed
and whenever you call me rude, moody or ungrateful
it pushes me one step closer to a scenario where you’ll open my bedroom door to find me hanging there or lying in my own vomit or bleeding through the carpets