We talked.
Apparently, it was a joke.
I don't see how it was a joke.
It was pretty believable to me.
I think he just wishes it was a joke.
I'm so confused.
He asked me why, as happy as he makes me, he also makes me so angry. I told him that for some strange reason, he was a match and my temper was gasoline.
I guess it's true, but I'm not sure I overreacted that much.
I feel like he's just dodging a bullet.
I'm so confused.
I used to like this, and now I wish I didn't have to deal with it.
I love him so much. Why does it have to be so complicated.
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