Dear Moron:
Honestly it isn't that I don't love you, I seriously CANNOT have you hanging all over me at night.
I don't want to cuddle, I don't want a hug, I don't want you spooning me, I WANT TO BE LEFT THE FUCK ALONE.
Cause guess what? I've been fucking beating kids, cooking, cleaning, and having little brats hanging all over me ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY. And the last thing I fucking want is to have you on top of me, along with the cat clawing my stomach to try to get comfortable.
Seriously, if it doesn't stop I'm getting my own room.
But I do love you.
Love,
Me
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