you are going to far

i don’t get a chance to breath. i got yelled at for talking to mike and kell. i got yelled at for and hour and a half and told that i am a  liar and a mean horrible person .. all because we sat at mike and kells for .. about an hour and a half. “you didn’t talk to me .. didn’t say hi to me .. didn’t give me a hug or kiss .. ” you got here at 7ish when i was feeding my kids, and then i bathed them and then made sure that there was no homework to do and then put them to bed  .. all by 8. and yes i told you to shut up  because you were standing outside of their door talking! and what happened? oh yeah. elijah woke up and didn’t go to sleep until after 9. and then i did my home work. thats kinda important. but go ahead whine because i didn’t fucking talk to you! oh and then you ask if i want to do anything so i say “i need to take mike his game back .. do you wanna do that?” “oh yeah sure!” … but then you bitch the whole fucking time because you didn’t fucking join in on the conversation. my bad. and then!!! we get in the car and you say to me “you have a lot of social networking sites you know.” what?! i have a myspace and a facebook. what? “no i found this one and it says hi my name is tanyell i am 5′2″ with brown hair and brown eyes and i thought it was a singles add and i was pissed!!” “my eyes aren’t brown” “well that’s what it says!!” “but my eyes aren’t brown .. why would i write that? neither is my hair.” “oh no tanyell it was you! i clicked on it!” so i go and look .. and it says “hi my name is CLARISSA PALUMBO!” so i show him this and say “see .. that’s not me” but oh no it is! because i don’t know my own god damned name! and then i get car sick and you complain about that and then complain about me sleeping in the car and not cuddling with your arm .. when i was fucking awake!! i had no desire to go to sleep. you don’t hear me answer you and i get reamed you fucking whine and complain and bitch at me for ever last night because .. because i didn’t .. fuck i don’t know. give you every ounce of my attention all the fucking time. it is not my fault that you are so god damned insecure. go on complain about us not having sex all the time . because what the fuck makes you think that i am attracted to that? news flash! no one is! no i don’t want to have sex with you. all you fucking do is whine when we are alone .. and this should make me want to fuck you? why don’t you grow some fucking balls and act like a fucking man.

\jesus fucking christ! you leave in just a couple more days. i can wait.

maybe