i fucking hate this house of mine. a house with no warmth, no nothing, only with people like you. have you tried standing in my shoes and think for me.? when i'm not home, you find fault with me. even now when i'm home, you still find fault with me. tell me, what do you want.? i tried to dote on you more, just because i know you felt neglected by me for the past few months. i thought our relationship had turn out for the better, but you made it worst today. i'm not gonna give in this time cuz i know i'm not in the wrong anymore.