*gf wakes up in the night*
gf: you're still awake??
me: yeah, just working, you know. doing some step questions.
gf: you spill something on your lap?
me: what? OH, no, i mean yes. milk. you know i love milk.
gf: whatcha looking at on the student room?
me: huh? oh nothing, just answering a PM. i'm coming to bed now anyway.
*sleep*
*go to college*
*get home*
me: hey, i'm home
gf: hi. so you left your tabs up last night.
me: ...
gf: i'm just glad you could find someone as fulfilling as crazeh_chickeh351 on the INTERNET. and BOY did she have some nice breasts, i mean REEAAAAAAL nice, bit bigger than mine werent they? and wow, i can't believe she got talking to you! you're one lucky guy, but to then manage to talk to parisennna21 AS WELL? oh you stud, i'm so lucky to be the one you love... oh and those step questions, you ever get around to finishing those? only i found the pdf called step 2 and it's corrupted, i doubt it would have worked at all the last few nights, and what 4chan thread did you have up i wonder? it's long since 404'd but i'm guessing it was a "post your teen chicks" thread, you gotta love those threads right? all those cute girls that post their junk on /b/ for you guys! man, you know what, i am damned lucky to have you in my life, if only because you serve as the ultimate benchmark by which all of my past and future boyfriends can be judged! you're a worthless piece of ****, you know that? all you do is sit at your computer pretending to be searching for jobs whe you're actually just jerking off to 17 year old girls with personality disorders and chatting to girls on the internet who you will never have to deal with at close range - UNLIKE me, your girlfriend, who you strive so hard to distance yourself from and yet insist on staying with just because, well, that's how things are right? no point rocking the boat, especially if there's a chance for some ****ing head now and again AND someone to cook your goddamn dinner. did you ever even consider cooking dinner for me? just ONCE i'd like to see you cook, you said you could cook and yet BUGGER ME we haven't eaten your food at all since we moved in together. **** you, **** your food, **** your sluts, **** your stupid ****ing face, **** your ****ty little life.
me: we having omelette tonight? i just need to know because though you do all the cooking it is mainly because i CAN cook while you tend to burn everything and leave it stuck to the pan and all over the hobs. and you can't give head to save a life, i think i probably should find someone else.
*days pass*
*phone rings*
gf: hey.
me: what?
gf: just... wanted to know what ya doin. :3
me: masturbating, playing fallout 3 with mods, watching the outer limits and eating ... uh... cereal.
gf: you INSENSITIVE *******! i actually rang so we could maybe talk about what happened, patch things up, get back together! but no, you--
me: okay lady, here's what happened. you're used to having me - or rather, someone - around and you liked that you could tell your friends that you were in a stable relationship with the man of your dreams. it gave you status and gave them something to envy, in spite of your young age and the ridiculousness of any such claims at this age; you missed being told that you are pretty because the fact is that you're kinda plain and being with me was a big kick for your ego, not least because i used to say you were pretty so we'd segway from such a comment to having some serious sexy times. you're primarily annoyed that you cannot narcissistically whore about and receive my attention any more and that there is no one else in the immediate vicinity for you to get attention from. fortunately, you DO have a TSR account and there is a very good health and relationship section. give it a try bro.
*hang up*