is getting on my fucking nerves.
I’m sick and tired of sitting here and waiting for that bitch to deem it important to show herself.
And I’m getting tired of her in general, too.
Taylor- communication is the lifeblood of any relationship. See my posts here for more details. And your absence from everything is pissing me the fuck off, right now.
I’m done with guessing about the state of our relationship. You need to tell me, somehow, what it is that you’re doing and thinking, even if it’s in some paparazzi pictures.
As of now, our relationship is on hiatus. That’s it, I’m done. I’m moving your stuff onto one of my externals, somewhere. Either you show me some fucking respect, for once, or you go fuck yourself.
This is not an idle threat. I am extremely lenient with a woman when there is good communication from her, but once a girl is gone and out, it’s climbing Everest to get back into my good graces. Ask my legions of exes, none of whom have any chance of ever getting back with me, about that.
Start respecting me or fuck off.
Your choice.