t-r-u-t-h's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shh, it's okay, I love you. I'm cold and my window's are open. I should probably shut them. Richard and I just had a fight over nothing. I wanted to die. I started sobbing. I hated it. I needed to go. I didn't want him to keep talking to me the way he was. I couldn't handle it. Somehow... it always ends up being my fault. It was my fault this time because I assumed he was falling asleep when it sounded like he was. Then he was angry and manipluated me into crying and it just went farther and father down hill. Honestly, all I want is for him to love me and really, really show me he loves me so I can feel special and wanted again. I don't know when we'll be able to really talk. We haven't all this last week and this week coming up looks pretty rough... I feel like I'm going to throw up again now because I've been thinking about it. I wish he'd've called me back and said nothing but 'shh', 'it's okay' and 'i love you'. 1:00 a.m. - 2006-05-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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