there are so many things the hand can mean, but when it’s in mine it means the most.
Last time I visited Liv and Jeff, was for their house tour shoot back in January 2011. Liv was merely a couple months pregnant and they had yet to convert Jeff’s office into their new baby nursery.
Full nursery tour coming to Apartment Therapy on Friday!
So today I wake up by getting called into work, the person you hate quit, I see your father give him free food, but what hurts more then ever is people asking how you are and saying that we will be fine and together. Memories hurt more then your choice of words now.
Why do things have to be this way? Why? Why do you do this to me? As if both of us aren’t under enough stress and pressure you have to go over the top on me. I won’t obey those certain commands that you want me too. If I’m so ever worthless just because where I am at in life and that makes you unhappy why did you ever start accepting me as who I was back then. That’s what hurts the fucking most. Not being good enough when I have progressed from when we first started talking. :/
Yes it would because it already is. Always crying I’m fucking exhausted but I can’t ever sleep. I’m sick to my stomach.