i thought he was going to get rid of me, but we had a talk. i thought it was going to be the same "you're not trying" speech, but it wasn't. he asked me if i wanted him to be mean, since that seems to be the only time i listen to him or do what i am told. i told him that i just simply wanted him to be him. i wanted him to do what made him happy. so now he controls every move i make. what i eat, when where, when to work out, for how long, what to wear, when i can be on the phone, the computer. i think my life is about to get more complicated. i think that what "we" have been threw in the last seven years was just a glimps of what is to come.
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