*pulled my cardigan closed and kept walking like he didn’t do anything* me: “what was that why did you do that” him: “what do you think people will think of me with your tits out like that..” it was a mostly full coverage tank top and a fucking cardigan. i felt so cute until that too.
He was openly flirting w other women in front of me. Calling them beautiful/pretty and everything else. When I told him it made me uncomfortable he said “it’s not my job to keep you comfortable. If you want compliments then be prettier than them, otherwise keep your insecurities to yourself.” The words r burned in my brain 🤩