I love my boyfriend. Like, he completes me. But the fact that he’s always home kinda does my head in. I need some alone time. To do what? IDK, who care, it’s the same shit I do when he’s home, but it’s different, you know? I can imagine you’re on a whole different level, and oof, I’m sorry this weekend didn’t work out how you hoped!!! Next door renos on top!

Hope the library is the retreat you deserve tomorrow!