Somebody shoot me. Mr. X said no. Grr! I'm reasonable enough to know I intended on doing this on my own and asked him as a joke but damn it sounded good. I want to cry and be pissed and hate the world but damn it if I don't know better.
God just once I wish I could be irrational irresponsible throw a fucking fit but no. I'm an adult and my great up bringing makes me want to act like one. My insides are violently twisting in frustration in an attempt to protest my maturity and throw a fit for me.
I hate this. I can't be mad, I have no right to be. I didn't think he'd do it anyway (hence the joke). This is why I don't ask questions I think I know the answer to, I'm usually right.
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