Endgame

So this is how the cookie everything crumbles…

This morning it just started all too early:

๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน

๐Ÿ’ž โค๏ธ ๐Ÿ’ž โค๏ธ ๐Ÿ’ž โค๏ธ ๐Ÿ’ž โค๏ธ ๐Ÿ’ž

She thinks it’s about the paint… For me it’s that she said I’m not artistic enough.. If that’s the case don’t ask me about colours…

It’s like I’m treading on egg shells all the time… It’s over the smallest things like water… Filling the water pot… Not filling the water pot… Not washing the pot before filling it… Washing the pot before filling… Boiling water… Not boiling water…

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