I'm failing at my relationship with you, I know. But what else can I do. I know this week has been fucked up. But I've had work from 8am until 8pm. I can't text you much and then you go to bed. When I get home, I'm tired, hungry and dirty. I have something to eat, chill and have a shower. Things happened between us to make me think different. But I can't trust you at all anymore. Not one bit. I'm fucked up. Yeh. But so are a lot of things.
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