I sold my own possessions, so I could take you out for two great days, and I get this shit back? This is bullshit. You say I never do anything for you that’s nice, and you never even realise what I do for you. I’m currently on the way out to sell more more shit to try to be able to do more nice things for our two year anniversary, and I still get this bullshit of you bitching at me because I’m not fucking doing everything you want. God forbid I went downstairs and had fucking breakfast, to come back to you bitching because I’m not talking. 

This is fucked up.