Hahaha, got the job. (; I think it’s really funny that I saw that I got picked over you…
Guess that’s karma!
And when you thought you had good friends, they turn around and fuck it all up. You made your filthy fucking beds, you guys can lie in them. I think today is the perfect day to get “et tu, brute?” tattooed on me somewhere. I’m sick and fucking tired of being the only one with morals it seems. You can go out and have a good time, but don’t have some fucking fuck fest with my ex of five years in the room near me. Thanks “best friends”, you guys sure do put out a wonderful name for yourselves, don’t you?
You have to carry it around. I believe you have final say. That isn’t fair to you, or the child.
Very true, but it should be 50/50. We should be able to work SOMETHING out, but it seems he is way more stubborn that I.