Song of my night: Wrecking Ball / Miley Cyrus. Why? It’s resonating. Alright, I know, it’s not the best song of ever but it has a LOUD chorus that hits home to me at the moment.
I dislike my uncertainty. I think if I just knew, I would get along well. Maybe not.
I don’t know…if it’s my relationship with Him or if it is my mental state in general. I find tears too easily these days. I get set off like my heart is broken, and I am gentled with a simple word.
It’s frustrating, it’s painful and it’s not of the norm for me.
I walked in wanting a break. Wanting to say that and to step back and consider if I can do this if it continues to be the way it is. Which is: EXACTLY what I want, but I am still missing out on certain things. Ok?
So I walked in. And I immediately lost it, in his presence. All I wanted to do was be good, to take care of things and for him to be happy with me.
So I did. And I stalled on talking the talk. And I let him fuck me on the living room floor before I did his dishes…while he left for a thing with another woman..
I was happy when I left tonight.
Please explain this to me in simplified terms?