Oh, for fuck's sake.
You've been throwing this tantrum because last weekend you DEMANDED I drink, and once I was drunk I asked why you were being mean to the guys all the sudden?
I so don't fucking understand.
And I don't think you want me to.
Is this how guys feel, arguing with girls? Like no fight ever actually finishes, it just goes on hold for a while? Then bites you in the ass? We were chill Friday morning. We hardly saw each other until dinner, when you hated me.
I so don't fucking understand.
And I don't think you want me to.
Is this how guys feel, arguing with girls? Like no fight ever actually finishes, it just goes on hold for a while? Then bites you in the ass? We were chill Friday morning. We hardly saw each other until dinner, when you hated me.