
He went in a white-pinstriped suit, not seen in the picture.
And I went in a HOT pink vest.
Who won? No one knows. (Obviously me, he looked like a retard, but I looked like the douche)
And again, our love for each other progressed further than that. We soon began making out in public and doing bad things to each other in front of all the girls which would traumatise them for the rest of their lives.

Now, you would think by now, we would make our relationship official. Well, we did. We facebook-married. We alternated husband and wife. One would be husband on these days,
Me = Monday, Wednesday and Friday
Yousif = Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday.
Sunday = alternating.
But yes, our love was growing. Now we included all the guys in some way. We both lusted for Steve. Trent was never far away. We were always talking gay about Nick. Harry was just an easy target. Kent.... No, we won't go there. Too straight for us. Mr. Eynesbury Bandit.
We were doing well, and obviously we were estatic when he got his P's.. Yousif, being Yousif, became an instant hoon. First time I went hooning with him, New Years Eve. That's right, I trusted him with my life, on New Years Eve, where we almost shared a New Years Kiss before we both saw the same ass walk by us.. Well, I certainly did. According to the picture, I was licking his nipple.

So, we rolled into the new year on a high, got back to school to see our new crop of kids. I search for my love, who appears to be sitting with a girl. I laugh. Me and Yousif, with girls? Maybe we enjoy to stare at them, of course, but obviously we were only with each other.
I get home later that night, and jump on facebook. Bombshell dropped. Yousif has changed his facebook status back to being single. I was cut. I didn't know what happened. I come up to him tomorrow at school, and hassle him about it.
According to him, he just didn't 'feel' me anymore. My heart was shattered. I locked myself in my room and didn't come out for weeks. And when I finally emerged. I arrived back at school to see Yousif getting cozy with someone. And not just anyone. Not Kent, that would kill me. But a GIRL!!!!

I was so cut. I was dropped, for a girl.
Her name, Allana. Basically, she was the female version of Yousif. Except, Yousif has a bigger vagina and bigger boobs. I was dying inside, but sucked it up to talk to Yousif.
It soon became clear, that I could win Yousif back. Because I was the main part of his heart. Allana was great and all, but obviously I am the one for Yousif.
So now begins my quest to win Yousif back. I third-wheel them in pictures, I make out with Yousif at school, and try to strangle Allana whenever I hug her. This quest will be tolling, and I may end up having to make some hard decisions, such as wearing sluttier clothing, or learning how to cook fast food for Yousif. But I'll win him back. For now, I'll do shit like this.
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