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๐ต๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ - ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐
โ๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐?โ . . . . . 1997, September 17
It was fall. The leafs were starting to turn red, and the wind got colder. However it seemed as if a few things didn't change.. Your boyfriend Joe. You both had been dating for a few months, and he seemed to have gotten too comfortable with you. He was living with you and he was a total slob. Comics everywhere, dirty soda cans, left out food, etc. He would also mess with you a lot. Cat calling, smacking your ass when you weren't aware, walking into you changing on purpose, being too close, etc. However to him, he found this all so funny. Maybe not you however
You go to talk to him about his behavior one day, and he just passes you off
โAh, cmon babe don't be like that.. Im doin' it cuz I love yaโ
this wasn't a good enough response. Soon, you both got into a small argument, and later you locked yourself in your room. Joe follows you, grumbling curses understand his breath. He leaned against the door and sighed
โCmon, babe... Your so friggin' dramatic, it's stupidโ