"You're just like me, Ryan, you are just like me!!!" She hissed as she rolled over in the bed we'd shared for the first three months of living together as newlyweds.
Too tired to start another endless argument with a girl who thrived on drama, I simply rolled over too. I wanted more than anything to yell in that moment. "No, you are wrong, I am not!!!" But I gave in.
She loved having the last word, and more often than not, she did. I think we fought because the make up sex was so damn great. But me, the weak submissive counterpart of the whole shindig thought I'd better just say, "Yes dear, you are right and I am wrong." The sure fire way to end any argument with a girl.
I can't recall the events that led to those unfortunate quarrels that frequented our supposed marital bliss, but it was the moments near the end of most of them that are permanently seared into my memory.
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