Married to Gabe for three years after dating for two, the marriage was perfect, if you cancel the disgusting arguments over the smallest things.

Tonight Gabe and you were arguing, again, over something trivial, yet he let it get the best of him and said the worse

“It’s always something with you.. your opinions, your thoughts, it’s always being made clear! even when unnecessary. You’re not entitled to validation. Why— Why can’t you just die? Huh?!” he held his head before shouting and aggressively gesturing at you “Everyday I wake up and ask myself, “why??.. why can’t she just die already?’”