He's A Drag

He would grab the cigarette out of my mouth and stomp on it, he would steal my packs (new packs, too) and throw them out, he would give me uncelisited advice, he would give me lectures that got on my nerves, and he would touch me when I didn't want him to, which I called "crossing my boundaries." He is the bane of my existence and I wish he was dead.
nativewarrior nativewarrior
22-25, F
Sep 19, 2012