Wow, today makes a year, it's been a whole year. I'm shocked that someone managed to stick by me for this long. I've been in love with this fool for a year, just completely smitten. He spent the past weekend at his old college buddies spot out of town and was supposed to be flying in today. But, as always there is some unexpected fuckery. He calls to tell me that he won't be able to make in for our anniversary. Can you believe this negro? I wanted yell, scream, curse, cry, beg, and plea all at once but whatever, it's always something with him. I went to bed feeling empty, as if something was stolen from me. I never resented him so much, but honestly it's out of his control. I woke up the next morning just pissed off as ever, probably even more. Time progressed until the afternoon, and I didn't hear a peep from the kid. Finally, my phone breaks it's dormant behavior and that T-Mobile jingle begins to blast. It's him. "Happy Anniversary Babe", I hung the phone up, like who does he think he is. He called again, I ignored it so he decides to text me. The text read "ordered you pizza because I know you're mad at me, pizza guy should be there soon, so be on the look out" Great, not only did he piss me off, he buys me pizza so I could be angry and fat. *rolls eyes* Ugh, finally the bell rings and I grab my cup of tea and sluggishly approached the door. Tears just rolled down my face. There I was presented with something greater than pizza, the love of my life holding pizza and daisies. "I told you before, happy anniversary babe"
Rule number 3: the element of surprise works in your favor. Utilize it.
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