gotta secret can ya keep it
Starting to get burned out on the whole Being The One Who Is Most Jazzed About Moving Out thing. Half the time he doesn't even want me to stay the night, how the fuck are we going to be together ALL THE TIME??? He never asks about apartments, clearly doesn't even mention it to his dad in passing, doesn't like to talk about it for too long, and the only strong opinion that he's offered is that he's allowed to be scared about it. I mean yes, he is, but we have been dating SO GOD DAMN LONG it should not be THAT FUCKING SCARY to MAKE THIS SHIT FULL TIME especially when you love talking about getting married so much. I just want some reassurance that he actually wants to do this. Today I found a really close to perfect place and I texted him letting him know that I'd call, and he gave the okay but hasn't like, checked in on it or anything. Like if he doesn't want to, why would he be the one to bring it up. I didn't think this shit was going to happen ever, he was just like "oh yeah we can do that now sure let's do it, by the way I won't be excited or happy about it at all, I will act like a loaf of bread and let you do all the work and then end any conversation about it suddenly when I decide I don't want to talk about it anymore"
UGH boyz
Also, Reggie (the white dog) has terminal cancer, also, Sarah had a PRE CANCEROUS MOLE removed last week, also, I can't cook in the kitchen I currently have because it has been taken over by fruit flies because no one else I live with does their dishes ever, also, we're not going to Disneyland, so my whole life is over OBVIOUSLY.
-hannah
ps. can u tell I need 2 get laid