Relationship articles are so stupid, dear freaking gawd, I am so glad I no longer care enough to read this crap.
You want anal…go find a farm animal. lol
You want to bang my friends, have at it, after the door bangs you in your ass on the way out.
You want to be left alone for 30 minutes after work, no problem, I can leave you alone for the next 30 years.
You’ll always choose your friends over me, fine, I choose my goose and horse over you. Horses are way more fun to ride for long distances.
Let shit go?
Of course, unless the dung heap is 4 feet deep in which case I’ll let you go with all of your shit, here’s a shovel, bye bye stable boy. lol
Learn to play pool? Screw that! Left handed, right brained blondes do not want to play stupid games involving sticks and balls. We want to have stimulating discussions and crack jokes and decorate your bedroom with mosquito nets and paper lanterns.
You mean I have to stress over not wearing jewelry a man has bought for me? Pffft! Don’t buy me jewelry, buy me a hot tub and a new horse. haha
I need to be his moral compass…fuck that!
The ship of fools sails at noon, don’t miss the boat.
Give him a blow job for watching a chick flick?
I think he should give me a blow job for not watching chick flicks.