crazy ex tales
looking at class picture. she starts complaining about how bad her picture looks. say basic bf stuff like “no! it’s cute” and that. still complaining, putting herself down. for some reason she feels the need to level the playing field, randomly says “your picture is awful”. wtf i was literally just complementing you. wat.
take ex gf out to a restaurant. leave 15% tip. exgf: “really? you’d rather give money to HER than to ME?”. wat. i just fed you
get a new phone and a new number. get a call from an unknown number. answer. person on the line: “hey baby it’s me ! it’s [randomgirlname] !!”. exgf is instantly on my ass, asks who it is. answer “apparently it’s [randomgirlname] but i don’t know how they got my number”. exgf rages, gets furious. sometime later, i call the number back, it’s one of her best friends. she purposefully fabricated a plan to get mad at me. you wat.
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