i absolutely hate you...you make me feel like i was 5 again. i thought we were getting back on track, normal, or atleast as normal as we can be. sorry if my being 'dumped' on you is an inconvenience right now but there is no way i'm going back to the dump i was first put in. no way. why do you make me feel like im 5? why do you have to intimidate me? and why can't you accept that i'll hit back now? you came at me because you had a tiny fucking scrape on your arm from where i pushed you out of my door, you've done a hell of a lot worse to me!! i don't need you telling me what the fuck to do, i can do it myself. i can do my own cooking (badly but i can still do it!), i can do my own washing, i can look after my own room, i even look after the fucking flat! i even look after theo yet you seem to think i can't. the reason why i don't do what you tell me to do, such as clean my bedroom is because i'm not a fucking idiot! i know when its messy, i know when to clean it up, you only tell me to do it because you think i'm 'lazy'!! GET FUCKING LOST YOU HORRIBLE HORRIBLE MAN!!!