You can date me all you want, but the second you find my twitter, it’s over.
Inevitably, someone puts in too much effort to make it a “thing” and that person gets hurt because he doesn’t feel like the other person is putting in the same effort. Usually the person hurt is me. This time, strangely, it’s him.
And now he’s down my throat about how I’m not putting in the effort. He even went so far as to text me just “Bye.” So I’m apologizing to him how I’m not grade-A boyfriend material, and he asks, “So what, you’re just done?” Excuse me, did you not just say “Bye.” to me? Sounds like you’re done.
What even? I can’t.