Dan is at home a lot. He’s getting on my nerves.
He keeps saying really irritating stuff like, “Where are my brown suede boots? Why isn’t my pink striped shirt ironed?”
I’m quite glad that he is heading off on his next project in
Once he is gone I can breathe again. I can be myself again.
The problem is, I don’t know who I am anymore.
3 comments:
Nice post. Really good blog.
pretty blog..need more very attractive photo.
Good readiing your post
Post a Comment