I have such rage issues.
When I'm angry, everything goes into an orange haze and I see nothing but my rage. And usually the receiving end of that rage is my poor baby. And last week we had a quarrel. Which resulted in me angrily removing myself from all his photos and deleting everything on my instagram related to him.
And it sucks very bad because I love their photos, I love them all. I love how he made me feel before I posted each of them, and I love how we hide from each other when we write the captions so that we can see it for the first time when it pops up on our screen.
In fact I am really close to emailing Instagram and telling him I want it back on the pretext that I deleted it when I thought he cheated on me but he actually died in a car crash and now it contains such lovely memories that I need it back.
Fuck me I hope that works.
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