Okay, under duress I joined. David has been yammering about SG girls forever. I am now stuck in Amsterdam with him for at least another couple weeks packing the house up to send it all back to L.A., after 10 minutes of looking I was hooked- though I didn't want to admit that to him as it would somehow be giving in to his wants (which I am no longer interested in doing). You know, there comes a point where you decide you need your own fucking life? Well, snottily I had to point out that it is not SG girls, as that would be "suicide girls girls". Maybe that IS appropriate?
Got pretty hot after perusing these pages filled with Divas of destruction and all the naughty bits. Actually wanted to get some from him. It is truly heartbreaking when you gt to that point in a relationship where the resentments have pushed you to the point of total disinterest. At what point does your lover's scent stop being intoxicating?
I am trying to tell myself that I really do need to leave the house, but after spending the last 4 months back in California in almost constant sun, I can't bear to go outside in this mucky 30 degree crap. I could spend all day doing this. I need to go eat something... yeah.
Got pretty hot after perusing these pages filled with Divas of destruction and all the naughty bits. Actually wanted to get some from him. It is truly heartbreaking when you gt to that point in a relationship where the resentments have pushed you to the point of total disinterest. At what point does your lover's scent stop being intoxicating?
I am trying to tell myself that I really do need to leave the house, but after spending the last 4 months back in California in almost constant sun, I can't bear to go outside in this mucky 30 degree crap. I could spend all day doing this. I need to go eat something... yeah.