Currently listening to: Blank Space – Taylor Swift
“So it’s gonna be foreverOr it’s gonna go down in flamesYou can tell me when it’s over, mmIf the high was worth the painGot a long list of ex-loversThey’ll tell you I’m insane‘Cause you know I love the playersAnd you love the game”
I have no business dispensing any type of relationship advice. Medical advice? Fucking absolutely. Regardless, there we were, talking for an hour. She told me that I’m less biased than her therapist. I wasn’t sure what to make of that. I have no room to judge her on her situationships.
I’ve been proposed to four times (Zaddy’s doesn’t count).
Three of those times, they had a ring in hand.
I wear none of the rings.
I told her that my main concerns were her happiness and safety. Everything after that is secondary.
Leave a Reply