your condescension hangs thick and heavy around me. feel like im choking on my breath with every inhalation i take. why? what have i done to you? i try my best and the best is just not enough for you apparently.
i'd really love to type the following awesome 2-liner that would make me feel so much better. "you think you're all that.... and you ARE all that. 'That' meaning pure, Grade A bitch."
but i realise that im being unfair in the above sentence. typing such words out of anger won't really help. Anger is an excellent veneer and covers for the gaping hole of hurt within a person. Realised i am more hurt than angry.... more sad and hurt.
thankfully i have my dears who will listen to me=)
love you guys!
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