I would want all the names of my family added
A living family tree
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How I spent my weekend
(Champagne tastings in between)
why cant i be a mermaid?
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i want this so bad!!
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After 3 hours of Demo and 6.5 hours of Practical I got to end my day with this petite fille.
I can’t tell you how happy I was.
While I was in Florence my sister asked me again: “But why are you dating this guy? You see no future with him and I’m constantly seeing you dating for dating sake. Why don’t you just wait until you meet someone you actually want to be with and date them?”
Those words repeated over and over again on my last (and ultimate failure of a trip) with the Frenchman.
I knew he wasn’t the one but it was fun and exciting to date someone new, foreign, and who could speak another language.
But things got old right quick when the bigger picture came into play. He is a complete, and utter, chauvinist. The woman’s place is at home and he constantly tried to convince me that if a rich man came along, I would just want to take care of our babies, and lunch with my friends, and ya know, have no ambition of my own. (Which is, beyond, insulting.)
And the “play fights” over whether or not I would succumb to his desire to have me clean his…well…everything (shirts, pants, dishes, apartment…) got even older.
So after 2 very long days in the gorgeous city of Strasbourg, I knew it was time to let the Frenchman go and truly close up shop until I actually meet someone I like. Adore. Couldn’t see myself without.
It’s been a very long time since, but I have absolute faith.