You made me sad today.
It was only such an insignificant issue and you got so frustrated at me. Am I wrong to have asked about plans tomorrow? Is it my fault that there is no plan?

You made me cry today.
Felt so wronged and belittled, as you have made me felt more often than not.

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On another note, I finished watching Becoming Jane with more disruptions than expected. I liked the love story being simple and so real. The love shared between Jane Austen (Anne Hathaway) and Thomas Lefroy (James McAvoy) did touch me in more than a few spots. Unlike so many love stories nowadays with situations that are impossible to make one feel envious and idealistic, this one ended not with a perfect happy ending but with a jab of reality that not everything ends the way you want it to.

I dream of a perfect life - getting married to the man I love most and who loves me greatly, having wonderful children that will never make me upset or angry, having everything I want and not want, living happily ever after. That will probably never come true in reality. But I make-believe and poison myself with thoughts that it will come true, I just have to wait and till then, be a good girl. To be deemed good enough for whatever it takes to be in such a life.

I am not sure if I will change and stop thinking this way as this gives me hope. Hope that my ideal perfect life will come true. And it might, I would never know, right?