Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Control.

Attacking me on something I said when I was frustrated is not fair. What's even worse is that you make me feel like inadequate person. Then you go into your room with your husband and shut the door.. when im sitting right there in the living room. Like I dont know your going to bitch about me? Go ahead, try and make me do something, and ill cling onto this for dear fucking life. Ill go so low you'll want to hospitalize me. I know what im capable of and honestly I dont give a shit anymore. Ill be damned if your going to try to tell me who I am going to be and what Im going to do just because you say I will. Fuck Your Shit. Ill do this however I damn well please.

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