Waking up in the arms of my man is the best thing I could think of. Add rain to that and it’s a fucking beautiful thing.
Did not want to find that.
night (hopefully thats all) ruined
I love you with all my heart and body.
Sometimes I wish you could see I’m not always the bad guy.
That Gary is not always right.
I fear I have reluctantly pulled back into my shell a bit, I am always moody and hard to deal with when I’m myself apparently.
I keep trying to change for you, to calm down, to being okay with you going to hang out with your female best friend without me and just after we disagree.
It’s hard, I’m trying. Cut me some fucking slack please.
I hope you know I hate being petty like this. I struggle with being sensitive after everything in my past.
I like being strong and confident, I am with you. But sometimes you pull me down just as quick.
You are the one who always asks to tell you straight away if I am not okay with something. I fear it. So I don’t.
That is all for my rant right now.