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One weekend, I was supposed to go home, but something ended up happening and I couldn't, so I went back to my dorm and found my boyfriend hooking up with my roommate.
Alright, first of all, that's like not even an L. When you lose a cheater, you don't really lose anything. If anything, you have the freedom to go out there and focus on yourself, maybe find new friends, maybe find someone better, but a cheater is never worth crying over.
I wouldn't need to say anything, I would just need to lift up the covers and be like, tap, tap. And say, look, there's a space here for you if I had to say anything. And then she says, nah, I'm alright. I'd be like, well, cool. There's a door shut behind you.