responsible

He wants a $150 phone for Christmas.

I want the car fixed, the dog's shots, our bills paid....

I hate being the responsible one.

I'd love to go all out and tell people exactly what I want, but I am not comfortable in my skin when the car is 2 years overdue for an inspection, and everytime we ride by a cop my husband freaks the fuck out. All I want for Christmas is comfort.

He accuses me of saying that He should give up His Christmas present (to Himself) so that the car will be fixed.

I HATE THIS. I can't go out and get the car inspected. I CANNOT DRIVE. and he flat out won't do it. It makes me feel like He doesn't do it as a fucking power trip. to torture me.

I wish I could let go and enjoy everything, but our car is ILLEGAL.










I hate that they make fun of girls who like major. major should be thankful that someone likes him, not an asshole and talk about how pathetic these girls are. I am friends with these girls, and I can't stand the way he talks about them behind their back. It instantly makes me hate him.