fucking hate my boyfriend right now
could be out biking/hiking with friends on a beautiful sunny warm day but instead I am stuck INSIDE
no I hadn't cleaned yet, I've been a little busy. you know, being a fucking adult. going to grad school, trying to break in socially, and washing your dishes/cleaning up after everyone. while you have been... oh that's right, doing nothing. sitting and playing computer games. and you have the FUCKING NERVE TO SAY I HAVEN"T DONE THE DISHES YET is this a fucking joke

confused and unhappy, feeling sick

I'm out ALREADY
what the fuck I hate myself