12:08 p.m.

i hate being hidden for your other boys, you tell me you love me, but then we have to sneak around from one place to another, hoping no one will see us.

I try to ignore it, but you want to flirt with your ex, and us being together prevents that. You tell me you love me, and you want me to sneak around with you.

You want me to hide in the closet until the others leave and we can be alone. Just how fucking selfish are you?

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