hahaha, he's not worried about any one breaking in on me. He thinks that after he snuck up on me and I punched and almost stabbed him that I would be fine, especially with a very feirce and protective German Shepard. I find this funny, because we have horrible gang ativity around here, but meh. What do I know?
Erm...damn. Now I'm curious as to what it means, but I'm too lazy to actually look it up. Gah.
Oh, he's improved alot on the looking at porn thing. He used to think I was a crack whore, and would make me get urine tests.
He's one of the main resons I'm forced into therapy.
It's rather horrible to live with.
I'm ranting, but...I'm allowed to, yes? This
is the rant thread.