In short, my girlfriend has bpd. I’m a “wh0r3” if I so much as take a drive without her, and a tracker on my phone.
She has plans to hang out with her friends this evening, awesome possum.
She was against me leaving her side.
Dropped her ass off, sped away, like, “GODSPEED DAMMIT GO” Her scrawny arms flailing
I looked in the rear-view mirror…. Her mom and her in the car… My happy ass on a high speed chase…
So I squeezed in between two cars in the slow lane, and turned where they couldn’t and lost them.
But what the fyck.
This is so….. And my mind is like “WOOOO FUCK YES THE FREEDOM,” while running away from her mother..? I want to be single again so badly.