so my wonderful girlfriend is like im gonna come see you for lunch. im like alright awesome. first time in ever.
shes like im almost there so im like ok sweet. so i go down stairs and wait in the loop outside the lobby for her to pick me up.
waiting. waiting. waiting.
gonna text…no no ill call her. did i give her the wrong directions?
hey you where ya at? im here. okay wheres here? in the parking garage. my parking garage? no at reston town center. i thought you were gonna pick me up. no come here right now. okay where are you? just come here right now i hit a car. ok where are you? im in the parking garage. which one theres like four? the one that says 3e on it. thats the section you are in. COME HERE RIGHT NOW!
*tries to figure out which one shes in and takes a wild guess and leaves*
I get there shes sitting in her car. I open the passenger side door. Hey what car did you hit? That camry.
*goes and looks at both cars* She smacked it pretty hard no body damage just paint and scrapes
Welp you should leave your information. No i dont want to that will ruin my life. No it wont you have to. Its what you do when this happens.
*spends the next 30 minutes getting yelled at trying to convince her to leave her information* *spends the next 15 minutes listening to her tell me her life is over and its all my fault for making her do this* *spends the next 15 minutes getting in a fight over all of it.*
I get beat up and scratched for trying to comfort her. I was just trying to hug her and calm her down but psycho bitch claws my arm to death. THROUGH my coat. Imagine if i didnt have my coat on. My skin is brok in four places where her nails dug into me. And the rest of my arm looks like someone was waking me with bamboo for like 15 minutes. THROUGH my fucking coat. jesus christ.
you hit someone you leave you information thats how things go. shes so mad at me for making her do it. whatever.
whatever crazy bitch. its really hard to date someone who is as emotionally unstable as she is.