it's been 2 years. i can't believe it's been 2 years.
well, the two years means nothing since i can't celebrate it.
i don't even know why i'm here blogging when it's pretty clear i have no idea what to say.
it should be one of the days to remember but i have nothing that's worth remembering today. unless of course i want to remember that i'm having one of those i'mnottalkingtoyou fights with him.
as if it's too much too ask for him to remember a date. fuck, it's an easy enough combination to remember. 0106, the 1st of june.
maybe i should start doing things my way, instead of trying to find a compromise that always falls in his favour. knowing me, i'll prolly still behave the same way since i don't have a heart to be mean to him on purpose. yes, i don't have a heart right now 'cos it's with him and he's hurting it yet again without him realising.
enough with all the metaphors since they mean nothing to anyone except for me.
i'll be waiting for him to call me 'cos that's how it works. i don't have the energy to try and work things out. i'll just let him cool down enough so we can have a civilised conversation w/o the silence or the shouting.
i feel so misinformed about life.