I’m on to your games. You just think you are so clever don’t you. What are you thinking!!! Look at me, you don’t think I’ve been around the block a few times? You can’t outsmart me. I know you think you can but I am just as smart as you. I don’t need degrees to prove that. But I have that too.
You’re not the person I thought I would love when I was 14; you’re not the person I thought I would love when I was 24. But you are the person that I love now. And that’s how I know this is real. Because I haven’t felt this way before. You make me laugh, and you make me feel loved.
You are the man I want to marry.
But you need to get some shit straight. First of all, I AM a princess, and you best treat me like that. Not occasionally, not “when you think about it”. All the fucking time. You wanna know what my ‘price’ is. That’s what it is.
Also, you need to clean up your life. I do want to be with you, but look at how you’re living! You smoke like a chimney, and I bet you’re drunk 3 times a week. And then you try to use that as an excuse. You say or do something stupid and then you’re all like “I’m sorry baby, I drank too much.” I have fun going out with you and drinking with you, but I don’t want to babysit you. You really need to learn how to drink. It’s really not about quantity.
I don’t want it all to sound bad. I must say, despite your rough lifestyle, you are looking pretty good. You have definitely learned how to dress better since I met you. Can I tell you a secret? Sometimes, I just stop what I’m doing, and I close my eyes, and I think about you on top of me, making me feel good. And I get a little wet. And then, whenever I get a chance, I play with my pretty little pussy while I think about you.