My husband gives me rocks and things. He gives me cool rocks, rocks shaped like hearts, sometimes a flower he saw at work, or little doodads. Just random sweet things <3 He's never built me a house but he's built furniture and a box fo said doodads
I'm like, fairly confident in 2 classes but the other two is a lot more ehhhhhh. Also my brain now points out the fact I'm now married to someone who I know basically nothing about including name and number(common problem with hill laws I've been told.)
That's good, means you know what you need to focus on. Well, as shocking as it may seem my real name is in fact, Paris. Surprised? I know. If yours is Beth I'm gonna laugh so much. We should probably chat considering we are married, do you have kik?
Maybe, but then again, "if women flirted like birds," it'd pretty much be "I have a vagina, and if you don't impress me in the next 5 seconds, I'm gonna hook up with that guy over there."
*stereotypes entire sex*
Sweet, my username is PariQeen.
Some guys are so freaking lovely though (so precious I wanna cry)
But some assholes are just ughhh