Relationshits.

How you ever wondered what goes through their minds where they can simply carry out such natural acts in our face -- basically shit on our bed and how at the end of the day they are the ones getting some sleep?

Why? No, not because we're culpable, it's because they put us through shit that keeps us contemplating on who the heck is liable in that particular matter, and such state they put us through such provocation and woe-emotionally.

Well, if you insist yourself as being little miss-goody-pants and the subject, as the asshole then your actions has merely opposed. Why? Because you essentially have to prove that you're right because you're wrong and you want others to be off the same mind so that they wouldn't point their fingers at you and say YOU are the bitch.

It's sad that when we're all busy living life,

you spend yours by talking about it.