Both of whom will continue to fight to the death. Both stubborn animals. Both whose instincts are strong when it comes to dominance and defense. This is my relationship with my ex, and I am the wounded bobcat who has made one last attempt to dominate and intimidate the badger enough to go the fuck away before I go for the jugular.
Why does he feel the need to tell me how much he still loves me, when he couldn't seem to get it straight when I was there. Fuck, it pisses me off so much.
Ok, back to the convention! Go Obama!
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