I Heart My New Cell Case And Ipod Holder
What I am about to tell you will definitely make me sound justifiably and clinically insane, but just bear with me while I tell you my story . Of course I’m completely aware that this either makes me sound really weird at the very least and like a big freaking stalker at the most. I think my fiancée and I are about to end our relationship . So I left my iPod holder [/spin] on her bedroom floor so I could have a few more minutes alone with her, even if they are hostile minutes | over at her place to give me an excuse to go back there[/spin]. I don’t want to break up with her. She is a gorgeous girl that is sensitive, intelligent, hilarious, and has a butt load of money in a trust fund from her rich rich father . The girl is set for the rest of her life, she will never have to work another day . That’s exactly the kind of life I’ve always wanted for myself. Don’t get me wrong, I want love but really money is where it is at . I’d never stop kicking myself if I threw away the chance for a lazy, luxurious existence just because I forgot our 7-month anniversary or whatever other ridiculous thing she’s mad about now. I know exactly what will work to get her back, I just have to go over there with roses and some expensive wine and a bracelet of some sort from Tiffany’s and she’ll cry and apologize for being such a brat and then we’ll make up . I don’t even feel sorry anymore but I know that this will work so I do it anyways, I have a lot invested in the relationship .