I met a wonderful boy. I actually liked him. I don't go on dates with people I don't know, and I did with him because we connected. We were having an amazing time together, and you walked up with your wife, blathering on about how you're such big fans, how its you "genre" of music, how its your anniversary and wanted a picture. You wouldn't leave. I had no idea he was a big deal, which is great for him, but you made me feel so secondary, like a dirt pile you have to avoid before someone sweeps it into the dustpan. Before that moment, I felt just a excited and a little special. I really hope you enjoyed your anniversary. Hopefully you didn't use it to ruin anyone else's time with each other.
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