Monday: “Good morning, love! Have a beautiful day!”
Tuesday: “Shut up and go away for a while. I’m sick of you.”
Wednesday: “It’s okay, I forgive you for being stupid.”
Thursday: “Why do you always make me regret caring? I can’t even remember anything I like about you right now.”
Friday: “That was yesterday, baby. Why can’t you let things go? Maybe you don’t love me the way I love you.”
Saturday: “Oh, please. That was a lie, obviously. I can have my pick of girls, and you’re… what? You didn’t seriously think you were worthy of me, right?”
Sunday: “That’s it, good girl. Choke on it. Choke until I know you’re sorry. That’s right. Yes, honey, I love you too. I promise. It’ll all be different, starting tomorrow.”