boys boys boys (we love them, we love them)
I have been involved in an epic battle with the boyfriend for about two days now regarding RL issues (moving, finding different work, doing chores, all the fun stuff).
However, I came home today to two dozen roses and a tiny little box wrapped under the Christmas tree, which means I cannot for life of me remember why I was so angry.
IT IS THAT BAD, I AM ONE OF THOSE GIRLS. (AND I DON'T CARE, IT'S PRETTY GOOD BEING ME RIGHT NOW.)
However, I came home today to two dozen roses and a tiny little box wrapped under the Christmas tree, which means I cannot for life of me remember why I was so angry.
IT IS THAT BAD, I AM ONE OF THOSE GIRLS. (AND I DON'T CARE, IT'S PRETTY GOOD BEING ME RIGHT NOW.)