Why can't you understand me? You know I don't want kids and stuff and yet you keep talking about it. I want to go out with you on dates and not staying at home, having sex, and then stare at my phone and give zero fucks about the other. That is not how it works, that is how friends work and we are so not friend you idiot.

It's been a fucking year and we still are full of arguements, zero happiness and a small chance of making it but for the love of angels LOOK! I don't believe that we are happy together. I made a lot of presents and you asked me a lot of times to give you money cause you were in need but starting to realise I was and still am a bank and you never appreciated my gifts unlike me.

Please pretty please try to understand me like I do for you! Try to see that it's both our faults and not ME! So toxic that it makes me rethink us!