Nov 06, 2014 00:29
Maybe this is a bit premature, since I'm not actually married. But I'm starting to get glimpses of married life, and a lot of it is what I'd think it'd be, and a lot of it isn't.
Like, I didn't think sharing space constantly would make me feel...like I need space from it here and there. I was an only child, give me a break (that's my new excuse for things). I don't want to have to talk, all the time. I like to just get high and listen to music, like I am now. But music bothers his ears, to the point of headaches.
Alright exhausted and sufficiently drunk. Good night.
#SomeThingsNeverChange