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My day was so amazing up until now. I slept in, I danced around the bedroom, I’m almost done with my essay, and I was looking forward to a fun night. Then someone has to come home and fucking ruin it. It pisses me off how he can just kill my mood and my entire day. Then because I’m upset he talks about how he’s just trying to “set boundaries”. … Bullshit. He just wants to fucking sleep all day.
Why do I always get in trouble for this!? |