I just care to much. And now I’ve bitten into my own skin to fight back the urge to scream that I’m not done! That I wanted to make us both happy. I do not depend on your choices, but I consider them when making my choices. As to how I was raised. My arm will hurt tomorrow from bite marks of upset. She wanted you to have an opportunity an opportunity you could’ve cared less about when you may care more about her cause she’s not inanimate. She is a person who should be treated equal. But she didn’t care and then suddenly….silence.

She drifts into dreams with upset in her mind. And you think……wow I should’ve just not said anything.