Woke up to my boyfriend jokingly fucking with my head and making me think that something went wrong with the visa interview... everything is fine. nothing is wrong and he is booking his ticket today
mini heart attack.
then right after he tells me that the doorbell rings...
my ex is at the door with his mom and her boyfriend??!? WTF!
This day suuuucks
Then I help them move a million things off the car in the garage... then they fuck around with it for an hour and write up a bill of sale and leave
but NOT BEFORE TELLING ME : "Oh, The Picture People called and wanted an interview... in December..." I could fucking stab the living shit out of that bastard right now its not even funny.
Now my boyfriend is butthurt over my ex coming over (which I had no idea he was coming over soooo... oops? wtf! and hes either asleep or ignoring me... idk... and I have to go over to my moms friends house to finish painting Tinkerbell on the wall... but I have to find my own way there...
and I'm developing trust issues with my boyfriend... I know hes trying to clean up the mess he made and the lies that are technically insignificant and change nothing but the fact that they are lies still makes me weary about what to believe... I guess I'll know in 72 days.
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