Your so f**king high maintenance, i dont get any choices i'm sick of your moods..i just want to lash out. I cant say what i want i have to tip toe around you..i take daily s**t out of you then you moan and complain at me and then your angry at me for being me. Sick of hiding deflecting distracting its exhausting...im sick of the trapped feeling...sick of all your associated s**t with the house, your family , your friends..sick of worrying about you sick of being involved ..i just want to be me for a while