The uber bitch from hell

I was a bitch last night. Poor Oliver. For some reason I was feeling generally shitty and should know better than to be around people.

My amazing boyfriend cooked me bangers and mash and I sat on the sofa and sulked. He did an effort to stroke my hair and talk me out of it. I kept on sulking. When watching Deadwood I decided to fall asleep and when he woke me up to give me a massage I was generally pissed off.

This morning I kicked him out with an angry face.

Not my finest moment.

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