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Much love, guys. Now today's first story comes from the true off my chest

subreddit from chronically drawing who says, my boyfriend admitted he orchestrated our meat.

I have no idea how I feel about what he told me. I want to think it's cute that he's cared

this much, but he's just coming off as creepy,

and I feel lied to.

He got drunk because we were celebrating my first successful day at my clinicals, and he ended

up saying something along the lines of, could you believe we wouldn't be this happy if

I hadn't watched you for so long?

To which I was confused and didn't know what he meant.

Well, I'd worked at a local library for two years. Before we met during college, and apparently

he saw me there, but didn't actually talk to me. He just would watch me and listening on my

conversations with the people I was checking and my co-workers out to figure out

what I liked. Then he apparently followed me and found the coffee shop I frequented. All this time,

I thought we had a sweet first time meeting story. He accidentally bumped into me, apologized and

offered to buy me coffee for the trouble. He told me what he was ordering and it was the

exact same thing I always get was ordering and it was the exact

same thing I always get. I thought it was an amazing coincidence. I joked that it was fate and we

spent like an hour talking over coffee. I feel so stupid. Apparently it's similar to a scene

in a book that I had read and told my co-worker I had thought was cute. I'm just so frustrated. Like, why would you do this?

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