Let me tell y'all how I almost had a breakdown thinking something happened to my bf cuz he ain't home yet and he at work the whole time.
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Now my anxiety kicks into overdrive. I start freaking out thinking about all the things that could've happened to him. Now I'm crying.
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I call his mom like 10 times. She not answering either. Now I'm really freaking out cuz NOBODY ANSWERING.
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I call his job back because if he not at his job he probably dead, and I don't wanna be pushed to the edge. All his gamer stuff was here too
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So I knew he wasn't at the arcade. The guy on the phone is really trying too and I'm just trying not to freak out on the phone.
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He calls whoever the fuck like three times and is like "imma try one more time". I'm like Jesus please fix this.
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Then he tells me he got in contact with him and he gonna be calling me from the work phone. I call his mom back. We both upset.
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He calls on my other line and I merge the calls. We start getting on him about it. You know what he says? "My phone died."
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NO SHIT SHERLOCK! He talmbout "did you cook dinner". I'm ready to kick his ass.
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Moral: men are careless, here to give us heart attacks, and ask what's for dinner. Also: I really love this nigga.
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I also want to hit him, and kiss him, and beat his ass, and hug him. It was the worst feeling ever not knowing.
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Men are trash
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