I can’t fucking believe this.
This is like our third fucking argument within two days and I’m going crazy, feeling like shit all the time.
First everything is fine and then I say something and ugh
oh my god I’m just going to kill myself now
"A woman is only vulnerable when her nail polish is drying, and even then she can still pull a trigger."
"Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I’ll choke you with the same hand I fed you with."