I’m getting so sick of this.
Why is this happening? I thought we were perfect.
The fact that you know you can make me cry so easily and you use it to your advantage is really starting to get old. I didn’t even do anyting?
You saying how much I mean to you in front of all those people tonight, including your sister, was probably the greatest thing ever. You are amazing. That’s it.
This will be the worst three weeks of my life.