Update.
I am home.
Here my story for tonight. My friend invited me for wings. We're in a town two hours from home now. Smallest town ever. Her grandma was bar tending at wing night and we're drunk. We had to walk 20 minutes in the dark and fog to a farm/house in the middle of nowhere. There are cows. And it is late. **SIDE NOTE** There was a meth lab found in an old folks home not that long ago. I'm pretty sure I'm living Breaking Bad right now.
You know what pissed me off tonight? I was laying in bed with my boyfriend and he was making plans with a girl right in front of me, and then he left early to go see her. (& others, which was planned later on when he got to her house.) We just spent the last 4 days together at a really nice cottage on a lake, had a great time. But I've never felt as if he wanted to get away from me so quickly before. Tomorrow is national girlfriend day. He openly told me he wasn't going to do anything for it, that's whatever, don't waste your money on me. But at least spend an hour of it with me. And basically, I've just been left here to ponder what I did wrong over the last 4 days and why our relationship has all of a sudden become his second priority.
If I'm pissed off at my boyfriend, odds are he already knows. It's not your job to screenshot what I tweet and send it to him. It's my job to let him know I'm mad, or annoyed, or upset, or happy, or excited, NOT YOURS.