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verso said:
Can I vent for just a second? Is this the place to vent? I fucking hate my girlfriend's family and having to live with them...

They're so out-of-touch, judgmental, stubborn and rude. It's un-fucking-believable. My girlfriend's grandmother is always ragging on us for not contributing more, not having a better job, my girlfriend's not having a job at all, and I want to strangle her. I want to tell her, 'Look, woman, you have no fucking idea how difficult it is to do all the things you've suggested we do; and yeah, maybe you were able to do it, to land a job that payed well enough to support a family, but that was how long ago? You were a nurse in the fucking 1950s for crying out loud; things have fucking changed since then, sweetheart. So, try walking a mile in my shoes, why don't you? A college degree means fuck-all now, and it's no longer just three people going up for the same job, the three of them sweating bullets in the waiting room with the secretary banging away on her typewriter... It's fucking 30 people going up for the same job now, all of them qualified, all with college degrees. Do you have any idea how fucking impossible this all is? So go on and fuck yourself, woman. Try understanding where we're coming from for just a god-damn second!'

Oh, and everything we do is wrong. My girlfriend's father works hard, he does, and we know that, but the guy does nothing -- nothing -- doesn't wash a dish, doesn't put a dish in the dishwasher even, doesn't do laundry, doesn't do anything, anything, any-thing to help around the house. He has his mother do everything, and she's glad to do it for him because 'I know how hard he works.' So what? There are plenty of people who work just as hard as he does and they do household chores!

My girlfriend's grandmother hates it when we make food after dinner. She hates it, and yells at us all the time for it. Well, her father made some food after dinner and burned the shit out of a pan. He didn't wash it, of course, and when grandma woke up we got fucking yelled at for it! 'What did you guys cook that burned the pan like this?' When we explained to her that it wasn't us, and instead it was her beloved son, she just sort of said, 'oh, well...' and wouldn't apologize for her foot-in-mouth moment.

And when my girlfriend's car broke, the wheel's studs having been sheered off and whatever, I took it upon myself to fix it. I researched the solution, found one that looked very much like it would work, and began working on the car. Well, I got far enough along, but I needed a dremel or a hacksaw of some kind to completely remove the old studs. Her father asked me how I planned on getting the new studs in; I explained that they could be slipped in from behind just by shaving down a fraction of an inch off the head of the new studs. He told me that it was impossible and consulted his mechanic. His mechanic suggested doing it exactly the same way as I planned on doing it. Still, her father would not admit to my being right and took it upon himself to finish the job, taking the whole fucking thing apart and keeping the car jacked up for over a week. The stubborn fucking ass...

So, in short, I hate my girlfriend's family and I don't know what to do about it. I hate them, hate living here, hate their criticism, hate their attitudes, and I'd much rather just live in my car to be honest. The girlfriend won't let me do that though...

Anyone else ever find themselves in a similar situation? Sorry for the rant, but I needed to put it all out there...
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Dude... I hope grandma isn't holding an inheritance of some sort. It sounds like she represents a witch to you ;)


Unrelated: Why are all the hot chicks I meet crazy?
 
cant beleive i cried yesterday. that was the hardest i've cried since my first heartbreak back in 2007.

snot was everywhere and a piece of drool went from my mouth to the floor. i was on the shitter when this was taking place. seemed to be a nice, seluding area to have a good cry.

i let it out. like a man.

thru tears and thru poop

i feel better now.
 
soul mate said:
Dude... I hope grandma isn't holding an inheritance of some sort. It sounds like she represents a witch to you ;)
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She has something to say about everything. Everything we do is wrong; she always knows better...

And her father? Remember that aforementioned pan he burned that we got blamed for? When we told him about it, just mentioning it, he had the fucking balls, the fucking audacity to tell us, "well, you should have washed it so that your grandmother wouldn't have to do it..." His fucking pan! What a fucking dick...
 
soundsystem00 said:
cant beleive i cried yesterday. that was the hardest i've cried since my first heartbreak back in 2007.

snot was everywhere and a piece of drool went from my mouth to the floor. i was on the shitter when this was taking place. seemed to be a nice, seluding area to have a good cry.

i let it out. like a man.

thru tears and thru poop

i feel better now.
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Hey nothing wrong with crying, much better than holdin it inside ya know plus I find it cute
 
lol shutup maya



Second date: Spent 3 1/2 hours making out in my truck in a parking lot until the security guard politely let us know we needed to leave.

This is fucking awesome.
 
Yeah, I totally like her alot, but she told me the biggest fucking red flag when we were in my truck together "I mostly have guy friends"
You girls can say whatever you want, but this is something that no guy is a fool about. We merely choose to act like we don't know or that it doesn't bother us.
 
Such a good night last night. Went out, had a couple drinks, ate some pizza, and then came home and had the most passionate sex until the sun started to rise. He has never really said "I love you" more than a handful of times, but said it to me over and over again, and I literally felt my heart fill up with happiness.

And apparently us spoiled pigs weren't satisfied enough, because we both shared a bowl of ice cream in bed before finally going to sleep.

It's been a roller coaster, the last 8 months together, but my god, I fucking love him.
 
Cant relate
So much shit up on my mind
that's its hard to contemplate
So much on my plate
thought that I already ate
An these thoughts just seem to aggravate
some thing on mind
Like what happened to the good times
Before the dope lines
even before my dope rhymes
was liven broke spine till you opened up my eyes
Surprise nothing last for ever
but guarenteed girl you ain't find no better
Heart racin lookin so good wearin my sweater
Yeah twas an indever but life ain't easy
Took my whole world when you left girl believe me
 
Animal Mother said:
Yeah, I totally like her alot, but she told me the biggest fucking red flag when we were in my truck together "I mostly have guy friends"
You girls can say whatever you want, but this is something that no guy is a fool about. We merely choose to act like we don't know or that it doesn't bother us.
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I dunno it doesnt bother me, I mean I mostly have chick friends whats the problem with a girl mostly having guy friends?
 
Animal Mother said:
Yeah, I totally like her alot, but she told me the biggest fucking red flag when we were in my truck together "I mostly have guy friends"
You girls can say whatever you want, but this is something that no guy is a fool about. We merely choose to act like we don't know or that it doesn't bother us.
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I feel like I'm setting myself up... but what is wrong with having mostly guy friends?
I personally feel like a fairly even ratio, 50/50, is pretty good, but everyone is different. When I was in university, I was in computer science. I'm female but like 90% of my classmates were male so I had more male friends than females at that point.
So I am just really curious why that is a red flag and what is so bad about it?
 
modelskinny said:
Such a good night last night. Went out, had a couple drinks, ate some pizza, and then came home and had the most passionate sex until the sun started to rise. He has never really said "I love you" more than a handful of times, but said it to me over and over again, and I literally felt my heart fill up with happiness.

And apparently us spoiled pigs weren't satisfied enough, because we both shared a bowl of ice cream in bed before finally going to sleep.

It's been a roller coaster, the last 8 months together, but my god, I fucking love him.
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Aw model nice to hear you are having an amazing time <3
 
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