Fucking again.

God damnit. I received a “Dear John” letter. I knew this was coming. We live an hour apart (this was not an issue for the first two months). Issue #1. We don’t live together (we’ve only been dating for almost three months). Issue #2. We can’t possibly live together for at least a year. IssueContinue reading “Fucking again.”

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