Sometimes I wish I didn't rush into this marriage, like cinderella on her horse-drawn carriage
I wish I had more experiences with other people that I can look back and smile on, instead of a string of bad mempries which I continue to pile on
I wish I could mention a female vaguely without her giving me attitude; it just adds to my seemingly endless ineptitude
I wish I didn't, once again, feel incompetent during ***; it started out great but now I can wait until it happens next.
I wish I could please her; I can't even make things easier
I wish I wasn't so lazy so that my goals didn't seems shrouded and hazy.
I wish we were well, and not playing this ****** hand of cards we were dealt.
I wish I didn't secretly hate myself, I'm not very smart, but that's why I don't date myself.
I wish I had a platform on which I could vent. I can't even destress without her getting upset; it feels she's hellbent.
I'm stressed out of my mind and she doesn't make it better, but I wouldn't wish to be with anyone else.