M.O.A.H.

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Mother Of All Headaches. And today has been the worst of days. So, first I ask to meet me after I've done my homework and he's finished his Argo copy ediing session. So he says fine, we'll go to Starbucks and then you'll go to piano lesson and I'll go home. Fine. All well and good. See, I wanted to talk to him about how I thought we needed to spend more time together, and everything. And how I know this wasn't exactly easy, because of school and everything, but that I didn't want us to just drift apart. Bora the uber-possesive would probably have found her way in there too. Well, I get to the library, and tells me that *Bora's* agreed to meet , i need to talk to you, he says, now, Bora, great! She says, I want to meet you today, he says, at 3:30, after Argo? Perfect! She says, I don't like your girlfriend, he says, that's ok, I don't really like her either. So eventually I left the happy bunch to go make their way to Starbucks. I don't think he even *realizes* he's done something wrong. I hate him for this. I hate him, hate him, hate him.

Thank you, and Belladonna. You two are always there when I need you.