What happened was…
Yesterday Olivia was dumped off by her boyfriend so he could go to a football game. He had promised that day that he would hang out with her and see her. Well…He pulled a PMS move and told her he didn’t want her around because he and his mom were fighting. She could have gone to the game, but there were hot chicks there. Didn’t want her cramping his style.
How they met…
Angel wanted to go to Carowinds. I was suppose to go with a free ticket. Olivia popped back into the picture and I didn’t feel like paying for her way in. (She pissed me off and is still pissing me off.)
Olivia started complaining about feeling sick after RIDING ONE RIDE. So, they walked around for a while. Suddenly, she looked up and there was Jodi. (Yes, his named made me giggle too, but I’m just mean.)
They became official that day. A couple days later, they slept together. She’s been madly in love since. (She’s fucking brain damaged.)
Anyways….
Friday is their 2 month anniversary. She’s upset because she’s suppose to spend the night with him. (We all know what they’re doing! *vomit*)
But yesterday…
She was crying about it. She lets him treat her like crap. He verbally puts her down to the point she cries and doesn’t feel bad about it from what I’ve seen. He prefers it if she hangs out with him and his friends instead of him with us. We have not once made him feel unwelcome. Her excuse is “I think we’re just at that point in our relationship where we’re trying to figure out what bothers the other.”
(Since when did bitching at someone and putting them down and making them feel lower than dirt count as part of a relationship?")
Well. It gets worse...
One day Angel, Olivia, and I all went to look for jobs and run a few errands. She told him that we were going to Movie Gallery and to do stuff. He walked 2 miles to Movie Gallery to see if we had been there and was pissed as Hell because we didn’t go immediately there and to his house.
I warn you, internet people reading this, that if I suddenly stop posting, I’m in jail.
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