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if only that were true, joey. i wouldn't have a string of losers that i was wrong about but the upside is they gave me a lot to write about. i think it would too and with as much as they bother us, they deserve to be screwed with. they only care about the heartbreak and want to be the one to get that first picture of you crying. don't give them the satisfaction. you can hide out with my at my place if you need to. it's going to happen, i can feel it and i'm not even going to be worry about it. the way i giggled when you said not inside of my butthole. they would probably try that if i let them that close but that's where my security would have to step in. i'm about to start ring shopping because i cant show up with some tiny bauble at your door. start thinking of honeymoon places for us. i think my family would be happy if i told them we were getting married. i'm shocked sarah's not bald with all the hair pulling she's done in the last six years. i'm still shocked you told every one that your contact name for me is daddy but thank you for eating that wing and not divulging what our text was about. you always have had a sixth sense about who was good or bad for me. that's how i felt with you and steven. i thought he made you happy and you looked so in loved especially on your wedding day. no one else would i learn a song in a different language for but you. that day felt magical and now i hate even looking at his stupid face knowing how he did you. say less, tell me when and where to be and we'll hit the spa and cut off the outside world for a weekend to catch up and work out a reset plan for the both of us. i can't wait to see you in that, it's going to be so good and you know it's one of my favorite movies. oh and yes i did see you and maisie doing the drunk and then the hungover version of manchild on your tiktok when you filming it. i was so happy you missed me enough to do that. yes, i took it as you missed me.

dude, i have just about the same length string of losers & we both can't be wrong. i might very well take you up on that offer because walking in and out of my house has become a media frenzy and i've about had it. i mean, as funny as it sounded it's true. it's like they want a picture of what our insides look like. ooo what about Bali? or somewhere hot where we can wear cute bikinis and just soak up the sun, living out best married lives. you don't have to get me anything that symbolizes your undying and unwavering love for me. although i would greatly appreciate it. maybe we do like one of those crazy proposals on stage or something? really shake it up! give the headlines something fun to print about our lives instead of our breakups/divorces. bitch, our texts are sacred! and if i die before you i fully expect you to take the simcard out of my phone and eat it, then toss the phone through a shredder somehow then never speak of our text messages ever again to anyone. ugh can we just never speak either of their names again? we shall refer to them as the dick-head twins. they are absolutely not going to be the only part of our lives that people remember just a speed bump along the road. how about... this weekend? the fifth sound okay? i'll show up sometime tomorrow so that i can get all comfy in the guest room and then book all of the appointments. then we can have a blast. of course i missed you enough to do that because when we aren't together i always miss you!!

well im interested in more then the bad stuff. so tell me what is going on beside the bad stuff. do you want to come over? i'm getting over a pretty bad cold but we can still hang out, little one.

well, i am doing more painting and pottery stuff these days. i've painted a few cute little piggies that i bought they're vases and they have cute little squiggly tail. i have been debating on if i'm gonna give them out as birthday presents to everyone or not. that's always a big debate. but, of course i wanna come over! dude! i've been dying to come hang out with you!! do i need to bring pizza? beer?