Trapped

Its is amazing how sometimes you feel locked in a closet. Trapped and you arr banging on the door trying to get out, but there is not a single soul around to hear your screams. I feel like that, at leas for now.

And all The Kings M3N

I do not know what to do or where to go from here. I mean damn I love this man but how can I make this relationship grow. He constantly goes and talks to his goons about our relationship. Do you know how that make me feel? I regressed into smoking and I was wrong. I want a fucking car. Am I wrong to believe that since he is my man then he should be the one to help me pay my bills and get me the money to get a car? Nah I am not wrong. That is what a man should do. Just like when I thought I was going to be able to buy him a truck for his B-day. I ended up not being able to afford the truck so I asked him what he wanted. He told me that he wanted a playstation3. Therefore, I got him the playstation3. I went into more debt but hey, he got what he wanted. He never said that he wanted me to get him a truck. But, I knew that he really wanted one so I was going to get him one. However, there was a change of events. I lost my job, and then I got into another car wreck. I totaled my car. I felt that since I fucked up it was his duty to pick up the slack. I am just accustomed to the people that I deal with to put in the work. By Any Means Necessary!