I can't wait to go home.
I want the gym so bad.
I want to stop eating.
But I'm not going to do that again.
I'll become obsessed and depressed.
This wisdom teeth situation will cure me partially.
I don't trust people recently.
And he looks at every woman.
I just don't want to know.
I tell him I'm not his guy friend.
He just takes it too far.
And doesn't care that it makes me mad.
All it does is instil the fear that he is going to drunkenly cheat on me.