
Originally Posted by
CrabGirl
He stays logged on on the living room pc. If he is here I'm not allowed to use it. I have to go into the box-infested spare room with no tv, no speakers and barely any light. If he isn't here I can use this one, but I always forget that he stays logged on.
Alright? Explanation enough for you? Care to point out any other ways in which I'm inferior to my boyfriend? Want me to slit my wrists and bleed out over the keyboard, is that what you want, the very blood that flows through my veins? Is it? The breath from my lungs maybe? Or should I just crack my sternum, reach into my chest cavity and rip out my heart for you. Alright? Jeez just chill out already!
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