Pent Up

FUCK! Fuck life! Why do I hate it SO much? Gina! I KEEP telling you I don't want you to go into my house, I don't want you to see it. Why can't you just understand like how you don't me to see you change your clothes, I don't want you to see my house. Why do I have to accept that you don't want me to see you change but you can't accept that I don't want you to see my place? You say I'm "jian wai", but the truth is, aren't you, too? You're even MORE "jian wai" than me! What happened to the you from before? What happened to the cute you? What happened to that nice person that made me so happy? Why are we like this now? Why do you keep getting mad at me? I hate this. I hate life. You keep making me cry. You're the one who keeps making me cry and then you tell me it's too much. Well people can't have it both ways. I've always been like this and I bet you thought it was okay, but once you're familiar with the way I am, you think it's too much. You told me I was a "da xiao jie", you told me I was "you zhi", you told me I was an "ai ku gui". You said it all in a nice way. Stop using a mean tone to tell me all these things again.