Shakespeare report due tomorrow. Haven't started. Normal fights: We talk. She gets mad. I stay calm. She gets pissed. I get annoyed, but stay calm. She calms down, I get mad, and voice it. I calm down. She says something that pisses me off, I say the worse thing imaginable. I cry. I cry really bad and tell her what's bothering me. She consoles me. Picture perfect. Happily ever after. Scenario for this fight: I think she's been messing withthis girl. She'd just gotten home. She'd left earlier when I really wanted her to stay and talk to me. This fight: She got online. I didn't know. We said two lines of greetings, then she jumped to the situation. I got annoyed cuz she'd been smoking. So on and so forth. We never cried. At least I didn't. She was too smacked and too mad. I was too wanting to kill her. She left. I left. I took some medicine and went to sleep. I don't care. I don't care if she cares. I don't care because she left me last night and had an attitude. I don't care because she smokes when she shouldn't. I don't care because she wants to die, and she wants me to hurt. I don't care because she doesn't either. I'm not hurting myself if in the end, I'm killing myself. I have a Shakespeare report due tomorrow. I can't think.