alex
george is honestly one of the biggest moms ive ever met. he's currently sitting with me on my couch in my apartment while ranting about how mad he is that im back with erling.
"im 20 years old, george! im only a year younger than you! you aren't my mother!"
i finally snapped.
"i know im just-"
i cut him off.
"no you don't know! you don't understand what being in an actual relationship is like!"
i screamed, soon realizing how my words could be better spoken. he just silently got up and walked to the front door but before closing it he whispered, barely audible,
"fuck you"
before shutting the door and walking out of my life for good. way to go, alex. i sighed before laying on my couch and screaming into a pillow.
