Why? That first image result is very artistic. I respect that.
Ok, I should have been more specific, don't do it at work
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Why? That first image result is very artistic. I respect that.
Been there, done that.Happened every now and then with my ex. She was nuts though. Definately not normal.
I am hoping hard that grad school won out over the b. I presume it did as you called her an ex.I'm with the OP and others, if we're going to fight, I'd prefer we not do it in public. My last GF felt otherwise, though.
Just one example: we had a months-long battle over where I should attend graduate school. One weekend, one of her co-workers was having a birthday party, and she wanted us to go. OK, fine. We get there, say hi to the host, walk out to the back yard, and she strats in on me about grad school. What the heck? It couldn't wait until we left the party? Then why did we attend at all? If we aren't going to have a good time or even talk to anyone else, why not just stay home?
No- If we argue about anything it always happens at home.
As it should be...![]()
Happened every now and then with my ex. She was nuts though. Definately not normal.
The second time was in 1998, when I was dating this totally off-her-rocker nutcase, I took her to the mall so she could go to the pet store there. I had to park kinda far away, and she threw a fit about it right there in the parking lot. I put her back in the car, and she continued to blast me, calling me every name in the book and threatening to send her ex-boyfriend after me. Up until that point I was quite calm and just figured I would let her vent off some steam, but I saw no end to her mad ramblings and threats in sight. So, while waiting at the light to get out of the mall parking lot, I told her to shut up and get the F*&^ out!. Surprisingly, she did exactly that, with this look on her face that was pure shock. I threw a $20 out the window and told her to call a cab, and left her there. Not proud of that, but **** happens.

Yes, Women...you can't live with em, and you can't live with 'em.![]()
Nah, you just gotta live with one of the crazy ones first. Then you realize everything that you don't want in a partner. It makes finding someone that you do want to be with all the more easier.
she started accusing me of checking out other girls.