Not exactly how I imagined starting this year, but I'm kind of upset with you right now. Last night was rough. As my boyfriend, you had two things to do for me on New Years Eve: kiss me at midnight and make sure we would taxi back to where you said we would. You did neither. Instead, I spent an hour looking for your shoes, figuring out a ride home for us, and cleaning up your mess. Then after finally finding your shoes, you had no idea where you left your jacket and hat. And to top it all off, you continually stated throughout the night that you didn't feel you could trust me. Last night was awful. Let's be honest, you dropped the ball last night. Pun intended.
Love,
Fox
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