Am I just making excuses for his behavior? I'm beginning to think that, more than anything, I'm insulted that he doesn't think I know him well enough to know what he thinks of me or us. Yeah, no one knows the real him- but I've learned the mannerisms of this "him" that he's been around me I'd like to think pretty well.
The only difference was my horrible mood.
Why do I feel like he's never going to let me live this down?
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Reading my past thoughts... and I wonder how can it be that I'm so naïve?
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