My two closest friends are

My two closest friends are fighting. Charming. Oh, and here’s the best part: they didn’t actually do anything to one another, rather, one boyfriend unintentionally hurt the other boyfriend’s feelings. That’s right–Yoko Ono Syndrome squared. I’m trying not to end up in the middle of it, but inching there anyway. I think I’ll make like the fifth Beatle and go off to play my drums quietly until it’s time for a tell-all expose.

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