“Never Put First”

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We went out for five years. I was never put first. I went to a funeral with him. He said we’d be an hour or so. Turned into over seven hours. I said nothing. When we left I asked him if we could stop for food. He said no, as he had to go meet his buddies to play hockey for the remainder of  the evening.

— G to Hill Bill

Aftermath: He did try to change but I dumped him.

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