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I am fantasising about killing myself. ah. it must be nice.
To anyone who read
Thank you. I am heard. I can die in peace.
Help.
I am trapped. I cannot reason out because she literally will not listen. I cannot call out her absurdity because she’s sensitive. I cannot scream because she is too scared. I cannot jolt her into...
Pinocchio is a fucking lie.
I don’t know many people who lie for even the slightest of inconvenience. For her however, it’s almost exclusively about not having to apologise or take responsibility. Think about it, the best w...
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This must be day 500. It should be. It better be. Day 1 is very hazy, I prefer combining the whole week to form a tangible memory.
Today she decided to wake up and we were browsing around memes. Apparently, I didn’t hear her tell me that she wanted to go out today. I know she didn’t. I was present with her throughout the conversation, and yet she tells me I have a block of events that I am choosing to forget/ignore. I have tried recording things externally to feel sane but that too pushes me to insanity. She lies to save her ass. She lied today because when she called me for attention and forgot for what, all she had to tell me was that she had been calling me for a while and I wasn’t paying attention to her. She’s lied through her teeth and never once apologised and this is the person I am in love with and living with everyday.
