I hate being in love. Especially when there's competition for my loved one's affections. Grrrr.
It's because I have an inferiority complex. I'm always second-best, sometimes even third or fourth or last. It'll probably end up like that this time as well.
When we're alone together it's great, but I'm crap at public affection. That's when the competition makes the advance. Maybe I'm just paranoid. But can't she see that he's a twat? Oh well. Blah.
It's because I have an inferiority complex. I'm always second-best, sometimes even third or fourth or last. It'll probably end up like that this time as well.
When we're alone together it's great, but I'm crap at public affection. That's when the competition makes the advance. Maybe I'm just paranoid. But can't she see that he's a twat? Oh well. Blah.
imperfectcadence:
Awww that sounds awful. Don't worry, in the end she'll realise what a bell end he is and how much lovelier you are. It's a woman thing. We always go for the one that treats us like crap and then realise how much better the nicer one is. It'll all work out for the best though petal. 