 Just when things seemed almost perfect, Dylan and I have had a big bust-up. He's been hanging out with a girl we know, and I don't like it. It reminds me of the time he slept with my friend two years ago. Getting naggy about your Dylan, it's your fault! Yeah, exactly, so I'll do what I want because clearly you done what you want when you set with her, didn't you? Obviously, there's still trust issues there from before on things like that, but I thought we'd move past that, but clearly we're still in that situation. I'm upset at the thought of him cheating on me again, and I don't want to talk about it. Lovely, thank you. But my sister's already heard some fix up. Oh my goodness, thank you. Dylan just drives me crazy, like he makes me crazy. Yeah, I know, and I don't think your mum completely understands that, and I'll never completely understand that, because not being horrible, I haven't been cheated on. So, I don't know what that's like. It's just awkward. He's not even probably done anything that wrong yet, but obviously, in certain circumstances, you're allowed to be a little bit paranoid. You're allowed to be like that. He still needs to be told, like, sort it out. Careful, because he doesn't really matter if he's done nothing wrong, because I could leave your ass anyway, because I'm not going to be sitting in dogs being paranoid. It's annoying, because he was in, like, quite a good flow. And Dylan was, being fair, he was taking the load a little bit, wasn't he? Like, and he was, um, dealing with your mood swing. Like, his action for whore made you like this. We can't keep going through this cycle of him doing something stupid, breaking up, and then he'll go back to being good, and then what a couple of months later he goes back into it again. Like, nah. I'm just fed up of him and his ways, to be honest. If I can't leave over, do you know more?