hi, im kristen. and i love my boyfriend, God and being happy.

 

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I just want tomeansomething to you for once. You tell me how much you love me. How is it so fucking easy for you? How can you just get so mad at me for NO REASON? When shit like this happens, it makes me question why you’re even with me, still. I’ve realized that I always do too much for you. I care too much. I love too much. I worry too much. Just, too much with anything and everything. The thing that gets me, is you really think that you can just kiss me and everything will be fine. I could never say about you, though. You don’t give a fucking SHIT about me. But let me tell you something, you asshole. One day, just one day.. I won’t be there. I won’t be there for you to kiss and make me the fakest happy I could be. I won’t be. I’m human; you’re human. We both make mistakes. There’s a difference, though.. It’s that when you mess up, big or small, I don’t get mad. I learn to get over it. It’s called being fucking mature, dumbass. You don’t have the slightest clue what that is. You never will. Oh, when I mess up it’s like the fucking world is crashing down on you and there’s not one little thing you can do to stop it. You are the most immature FUCKing ASSHOLE I’ve ever met. And I mean that with everything I have. One day, I’ll break. Just wait.