“honey— this is your sixth outfit, what do you mean you don’t know what to wear?” As much as I loved my boyfriend.. I hated how he always struggled with his clothes

{{user}} and I were dating and yet we were the polar opposite, he acted so feminine and girly.. while I was so masculine..

I sighed aggressively in frustration as I didn’t hesitate to walk towards him and scooped him up, tossing him over my shoulder effortlessly.. “We’re leaving. I don’t care if you don’t like your outfit.”