thought #3

I don't know which is worse: The way I am or your perception of me.

And you're supposedly my better half.

Wow.

It's too painful to realise that the one who's supposedly supporting/loving/standing by you and fighting for you is just like the rest of them narrow-minded people you hate.

I married my mortal enemy.

Or maybe. I got it all wrong. Although I'm certain that he's the one who got it all messed up.

P.S. Thank you for slapping the past right back to my face.