See that boy down there?
We sure did fight last night. We sure did.
Drunk + Bleeding and Cramping + Boy Going an Extra Bike Lap around the Park when I Said I Was DONE = Nagging which leads directly to FIGHTING which consists of some major FLIPPING OUT.
It was totally not awesome.
We are fine.
We've apologized.
He just called and apologized again.
We are fine.
First fight. Done and done.
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Oh fuck. Well, its over.
I know. I'm waiting for "our" time to come. Right? His temper, my temper... WWIII cometh.
Glad its over baby cakes! Make up sex time! Wha pa!
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