Mar 02, 2019 at 10:24 PM
Getting the oil changed in my car, doing a chore I usually have to do but hate, buying me something I need/want(like right now I would like a toaster). I guess doing useful things and taking crap off my plate means romance to me.
Unfortunately hubby likes to write poetry and get me trinkets and crap like that. I always tell him it's appreciated and never let him know how disappointed I am. We just have very different love languages. I have communicated in the past what I think is romantic but he says what I like just isn't romantic
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I think I need help 'cause I'm drowning in myself. It's sinking in, I can't pretend that I ain't been through hell. I think I need help---Papa Roach
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