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| Now that we're a couple, I'd thought I'd launch into some huge fandango about defining my "me space" so that I can continue doing as I please and make you feel guilty about it. | |
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| That's fine. I pretty much planned on treating you like so much fucking furniture so that I can go and hang with my friends constantly without even thinking about your needs. | |
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| So.. I guess we should get back to doing all of the boring, meaningless things with shallow people that made us want a relationship, to begin with. | |
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| Race you to the nightclub. | |
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