you a million times you're a free, beautiful, intelligent, funny, single woman but you are never going to be in charge of us and you are most definitely not in charge of me, I have the right to speak to co workers/Dr's/salespersons/whomever/etc in the manner I see fit. It is a courtesy I have long extended to you throughout the years and now I am absolutely demanding that it be extended to me.
Get it through that beautiful, thick, "Fiesty" cranium of yours, you're not in charge of me until I see you in that dress and hear you say "I do", even at that point were co-chairs so to speak and you can be in charge of everything...
except one thing...
US.
Im not telling you anything you didnt already know.
I love you.
Good luck in your continued hunt for your big girl pants.
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