Then life hurts, but you may break up on good terms realizing you're leading different lives and remain friends. BUT! Maybe she enjoys time with you like you do with her and your cock is the last one she wants to suck for the rest of her life.
I went trick or treating until I was 13 because I mastered the art of maximizing candy by 10. At nine o'clock anyone with the light on dumped the bowl in your pillowcase.
What, you didn't use a pillowcase? Idiot.
Do godfather checks come regularly? And are they a percentage of income? I need to know how hard I'm supposed to work for the rest of my life. I may behave like an aimless ass but there has always been a plan.
Just like her.... Fucking cunt.
I gotta say that if the first time we met I put a baby in her it is hilarious in no less than five ways. I was never going to win the baby debate with her.
Fourteen or fifteen hundred for a place with room for a baby >_>. She's been looking at prefab houses too which are a little cheaper. I don't really care that they don't appreciate and neither does she, we just want a space for us and our future.
Not entirely sure yet, plotting on October. The next time she comes down we're going to look at places. She's been looking but I told her real estate cycles fast here so it's a little useless until we're ready to make moves.
I've started pressing wrong buttons continuously to get to an operator immediately, but sometimes even that doesn't work out as they'll direct your call again to a department that just hangs up on you.
I miss being with Boo, wish we had more money and she could just come out tomorrow like it was no big thing. Fucking San Diego real estate... I get the concept of driving up prices in desirable areas but I don't have to like it.