Well, It looks like I may have a new roomie. He's super sweet, kind of cynical, def an artist lol. I'm hoping by June 1st he's in.
My ex and I were together for a little over 3 years. He was an artist, a graffiti writer, a funny guy and I fell head over.....
we lived in peace and love and all of that crap until he got arrested for graffiti. I had to spend 500.00 to get him out, watch him stand shackled in front of a judge, and then watch him get sentenced for 2 felonies. We hired a big wig lawyer. I paid the rent for 6 months just so he could me the minimum payments on his retainer fee. After what he put me and his family through, I thought it would be enough for him to give this lifestyle up. He was 35 years old for gods sake. He works in a little machine shop making 9 bucks an hour. He does his artwork (which mind you is creative and has got him a bit of exposure) which makes him some money. But he's content never being able to travel, or buy a house, or have kids, or get married, or do anything that people save up for. He wanted his graff, art and live in girlfriend forever.
His artwork really started to get him fame. He would act stupid and flirty with the girls that showed him any attention. (dave was not the guy that got the girl very often, he was too involved in graf to care). So needless to say I would catch him being a little too flirty with some girls. He never full blown had sex with them but to me, thats still too far what he had done. I tried for months to forgive him. With all of my heart I wanted to be with him forever. But every time we touched, or I looked at him, I saw his face when he was caught.
We were to be married this year.
10-3-09.
I remember the day I broke up with him. It was the hardest thing I've ever done. I still cry. I'm crying now.
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