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Fighting - Walrus Cloudy
...now it's clear
Would someone please tell me why I live with an asshole? Mat and I had a fight this morning over money. What else do couples ever fight about, especially when they live together and share a bank account? Well, apparently I don't have the right to do what I want with my own money. I'm also not allowed to eat on my lunch breaks. I'm sorry, but peanut butter and jelly gets old after a while. And I never say anything about "why don't we have any money." I thought, personally, we were doing quite well with the finances.

It also hasn't exactly been a secret what I've been doing with the money. Why does he have to act as if it's some fucking big surprise? It's not like I'm going to Subway or Ruby Tuesday carry-out every damn day. It's fucking Wal-Mart Radio Grill, for god's sake.

I guess, when I get my paycheck this Thursday, I'm going back to the bank to reopen my own checking account. That way, he has nothing to say about what I do with my money, as long as I give him my half of the rent and the phone. *shrug*

Oh, and next time, dear, if you want to start a fight, don't do it five minutes before I have to leave for work.

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