Valentines Day was a bust.
Totally shit.
He ruined it.
Not even a card.
He has time to get a tattoo,
but nowt for VDay.
Cos he hates it.
Then he gets blind drunk and acts like a cunt.
And I’m meant sit back and take it.
I gave as good as I got and refused to talk to him until yesterday.
I’m calling him later.
But he’s hungover.
Great.
So much fun.
Love stinks.
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