I just want to sit in a corner and cry. Be alone for a while and just simply cry my heart out.
And then he comes in and sees me.
And says everything will be all right. No worries.
Then goes back out like nothing.
He doesn’t even know what I’m f*cking going through. He doesn’t know what’s going through my head. How dare he comes in and say it’s going to be all right.
Right now – what I want to do is strangle the living sh*t out of him. Now let’s see if it’s still going to be ok.