i shouldn't have gone home last night, because i could have put this off for a few more months. but i went home, fully intending to take a shower and head back to aaron's, and instead got a verbal bitch-slapping from michelle.
he's never going to change. he'll never stop taking advantage of your generosity. maybe he does love you, but he doesn't treat you very well. every time i see you, you're so stressed out. you can't afford this.
etc. etc.
so i smoked a bowl, drank a glass of wine, and headed back over there. i walked in, and just stared at him, waiting a few minutes before saying, "i can't do this anymore."
drama drama drama, crying, nothing without you, what am i supposed to do, sob sob, how can you do this to me, drama drama, why don't we just take a break ok i'm sleeping here tonight i'll come by tomorrow after work to pick up my stuff ok ok ok i'm sorry i'm so sorry no i'm sorry i'm so sorry
ugh.
i'm already lonely.