House paid off in 8 years max, little garden, swing on the porch facing the sunset, fires, hammock, cooking, riding, watching kids grow up, concerts, traveling, Sunday naps...what the fuck, exactly are we waiting on? "Do you know how rare that is Virgie? That someone would go that far out of his way for you?" Some days I just don't think you get it...makes me wonder if you ever will...I don't know when a year is, but we're close...So what happens, we hit a year and all the sudden you just magically decide that we can talk now?
"I know how to treat a real man that's not playing head games."
Excuse me, but you fucking better know...and you better start preparing yourself to do so, what ever that might entail on your part.
(You gotta deal with some aggravation from time to time sweetheart, comes with the territory).
Peace...
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