I don't have a work crew, which is frustrating enough. But apparantly my PMS is so bad my boyfried would rather go play with Rick than spend anytime with me. Yes, I'm hurt and I'm not going to be able to see straight out of my contacts now that I've cried in them.
I don't have any other time, all we have is the weekends. And he doesn't want to spend time with me.
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The BookWorm
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