Boyfriend has the nerve to send me a photo of his fake wound for first aid class and pretend it’s real. I worry for about 20 minutes until his phone turns off (he’s time-restricted) and I’m talking to a literal surgeon and she’s like “dude that’s jam”. I’m really mad rn I want to punch him but instead I told him I’m really upset about this + his nose is bigger than Slazo’s so he’d better be sorry.
