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Jan 2015
why is it, that if i stay home from work that i'm expected to work around the house, when she has no job.

why is it, she expects that i'm suppose to listen about her day, when i've worked all day.

why is it, everytime i open the refrigerator door, she tells me i leave it open to long.

why is it, she ask me everyday if i've feed the dogs. when i know to feed them everyday. ****, i had them before her.

why is it, she tells me my food doesn't need hot sauce. when i'm the one eating it.

why is it, she tells me i don't clean the dishes good enough, when their going in the dishwasher.

i tell everyone the same answer, it's in their nature

women are like, now i don't want to offend, so easy on me girls
again i say, women are like a rickedy bridge, somewhat unstable
yet, sometimes their soft and sometimes their hard. but we always seem to get where were going together.
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
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