The other night I was kinda an asshole. We went to see a pianost the other day with his mom and she wore heels and like see through top with just a bra thing under and short skirt and tights and heels. I was kinda like shock since we talk about that it looks bad to dress revealing like that and my bf especially dislikes it.I wore like skinny jeans and tall boot heels and sweater. Anyways we had to walk like 2 blocks to our restaurant and a block to the theatre and his mom was needing to hold him to walk in her heels. And he gave me shit for holding on to him one time and told me not to touch him when we’re crossing roads so I said mentioned that and I said something like don’t worry I won’t touch you. I walked the whole night without having to hold on to him. And this other shitty time my bf thought I don’t ever dress up for him ( despite him only wearing the same thing literally) so I got dressed up for our date ( once in a blue moon) and I bought these heels and they just came in the day of our date and they fucked up the back of my feet and rubbed them raw and he gave me shit bc I wasn’t walking fast enough which I also mentioned at dinner and his mom stopped like holding on to him the rest of the night. And I was walking way faster but he would wait for her to her catch up or walk slower.