Whisper Something Fragile

Things aren’t as I was expected.

He told me to come down but I told him to come up and he complained. All I wanted was for him to help me carry things down because, as I told him earlier, I was going to do my laundry at his apartment since our laundry machines suck. I went downstairs, put my stuff in the his car, and told him I had to go back upstairs to get the rest of my stuff. He asked why, he told me to be ready. But I was. I just couldn’t carry everything down by myself. So I went up and grabbed the stuff and we left to Target because he needed some things.

During the car ride to Target, he asked me why I wore so much make up and who I was trying to look good for and I answered, “For myself.” And he tells me I shouldn’t wear it for myself. Because then I’ll just keep wearing a lot of make up…and it will disappear and I’ll keep having to buy it.

Got to Target, followed him around. Stayed quiet. Then I walked to the nail polish stuff because I wanted to buy more colors. Walked some more. Then I took my phone out because I wanted to text my roommate that I got more colors for us, but what does he do? The moment I slide up my phone, he pushes it back down and tells me not to touch my phone. And I told him that I just wanted to text my roommate that I got more colors…and he just scoffs and we continue walking. I wanted to cry but didn’t want to show it. So I stayed quiet. Maybe it’s because it’s that time of the month for me but he’s being a big bully. I don’t like him right now but I’m playing along. So hungry. Should have ate before leaving with this fool.