Complaints anyone?
So... Steven did not eat lunch with me, Steven, your time is running out. You have two days left and two lunches that we still need to spend together. I'm starting to get a little annoyed now. You know, kinda out of the fact that out of this week we really only hung out Monday night and now Wensday is coming to a close. Same with last week. Seeing a pattern here? Our seven months is this Sunday, and somehow I have a feeling we will end up not spending it together. It seems as though we spend more time apart from eachother than we do spending it together. It always seems like its Tiffany, Tiffany, Tiffany. Screw that, I'm about ready to give up. Sometimes I wonder why I even broke up with Paul in the first place last year. I spend more time with him then my own boyfriend. Am I just really needy?