Ugh... I
wasn't trying to stick up for it, I was
explaining to you
why there weren't two trolleys. It wasn't a matter of who is right and who is wrong you F ing idiot. Good Lord why did You send me
this guy? I can only state my mind in so many words so I don't know why you kept reading into it
when there was nothing to read into. There was only one trolley because we weren't stocking up. DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M SAYING? DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?!
< I feel like that smiley! I can't help but think I wouldn't have these communication gaps and these pointless fights if I'd been with a guy who speaks my language.
Fudge. I'm so frustrated with this crap. And then you leave me to unpack all the groceries after I've told you
several times that I have a mother of a headache, and then you have the audacity to tease me and joke about me being mad at you. I love you but right now I really, really HATE you so just go to hell until I chill out.