I should have hugged on House Foreign Affairs to 'snowman tendons' husband?

The security tool, then the left-the same, sure that truth, so only true one day sitting next to each other on the lectures, you talk to juicy, suddenly back into the familiar. In I thought, turns out, that guy is also funny and clever is not the same in appearance, so we make friends with each other and exchange messages regularly. Emotional experience appears, the appointment went to play at the level of thicker and we love each other as probably necessary.

Hugs home (Photo illustration)

From that came before the wedding is a difficult period, these differences reveal led many when I felt a sharp breath as love but do not understand why not stop off, but keep arguing more much more intertwined. Keep fighting mad not long is on 1.2 forgot to go. Perhaps because "easy to forget" thing that we decide to ignore all to about together. But in two years, he together with the stable, high income, I'm at home, I look so much as restraint. I have money again began the meeting of partners and of late, appeared the actions and behavior very strange cause I doubt that you're doing something shady. No longer the emotional messages, no interest in asking, I just go home and throw away that money, get that shopping and fast fast fast. There are times I don't even know if he's real or joke, that got no "made for", I am warm memories.

Listen to the child you me that arguing just closing the foreign home to "snowman tendons" husbands see how, because we now have out in private in a small beautiful little apartment because her parents for her husband. Indeed, I do not want to live in the pressure and the depression and was going to hear my child you to try my husband still loves me not, when I was a sề cast aluminum ear hair, mothers compensate ruffled, no longer as beautiful as adolescence anymore, although I was only 26. Heard is that almost any woman ever once closing the home, whether I should try or not? But I am afraid if do that then more distant family, see my husband ...=