{Me}

boredchic
22 years on earth

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BOREDOM

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When things reach a bottleneck, one really feels like giving up.

I'm on the brink of my threshold. I tell myself to cool it. I give myself time. Time and again, I get disappointed. Your answers, your attitude, it drives me insane.

I said I wanted to talk, you said "tomorrow". Tomorrow came, you feel asleep, and it was my fault? How unreasonable can you get? Like I told you "I gave us a chance, but you destroyed it completely."

I can't comprehend your actions, neither can I comprehend your mind anymore. Tears no longer fall, and I wonder why. What is the difference between not telling me things and lying to me? You always choose not to tell me things. Perhaps all these years, I have simply been an outsider.

I am not the kind of girl who needs your constant attention. I only need you to either give me a call or sms once a day. I don't even expect you to send me home after going to your place, not mentioning that you have not done so for years. Friday nights, 10pm sharp, I make my way to your place alone. Sunday night, I set off, to my house, alone. The only thing you do? send me to the bus stop. period.

When I get mad at you, you blame it on my period. To the extent that you kept pestering me to see a doctor to check my hormones. What did I do wrong? I refused, you pretended to be concerned, and told me it's for our good, for our future. I rebuted, what if the checkup turns out that there is nothing wrong with my hormones? You said, "then you will need to control your temper." Me? why did it turn out to be me again? Shouldn't you be checking your sperms to see if they are abnormal and causing you to think irrationally? You just want to prove that you are right. If it turns out otherwise, the blame gets pushed onto me.

I used to think that my biggest mistake was letting you go, but I'm not sure if it could well be the best way out for me now.

9:29 PM
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