All I ever wanted was a decent conversation. Pure and simple. I need not boquets of flowers coupled with boxes of chocs, fancy dinners and sex. Why cant you just stick to the plan and ease out my qualms? I guess it'll be more convenient had you stuck to the plan. My grand mfckng plan. Or is it just that you were fully unaware I had one? I hate you and Im starting to hate myself even more for simply hating you and not doing anything about it. Do you get what I mean? Feelings are useless if there are no actions to pair them with. You see, w/o actions, they remain spiders trapped inside a jar. I have to be reminded of that. I shouldve seen this coming. No strings attached. How does it sound to you? I told you this was coming. Now can you feel the storm brewing?

The obviousness of what was bound to happen from the start is slowly surfacing. It's crawling right smack on my face.

Bye love. Im leaving.