At age 17 I've accomplished things a 25 year old woman hasn't.... not necessarly good things... By the age of 17 I was finished with school, literally, I fired school from my life. I was married And I had moved away from my mothers house. So all of my former classmates are getting ready for graduation, and they look forward to the hugs and the congratulation cards and the proud parents and the cool after parties with the keggers... and I just sit here in this empty apartment looking at our "mat" we use as a temporary bed. In this city, this peice of shit city, it's scum. All of the waiting and excitment and the anticapation, for this?... regret and doubt.. for the first time in this whole year that we've been together I have doubt. I have pleased you in everything you've asked for. Your true colors are coming out. You're a child, and a self centered asshole. A simple "sorry" and a hug would've been nice, or maybe "happy anniversary, I'm sorry". Making me a box dinner that tasted like shit didn't help much either. but hey, did taking out the trash and washing the dishes clear your guilty mind? I'm disgusted by you, but still want to craddle you at night, instead I turn my back towards you and never move till you're gone at 5:40am. Don't worry I'll still be here when you come back, I'll be making dinner like always. I wish I was 13.