That time we were in San Diego and you got mad at me because i asked if you still wanted to get off the bus at this crappy little bar, and you sat down and the table and ordered me to get your beer.... your lazy and a bully and i wish id told you to get your own bloody beer.
Each time you sat on your lazy backside in that grotty arm chair and ordered me to get your beer from the fridge because you couldnt be bothered.... i hated you every second that i go you that beer.
the day before our wedding when you called me while i was picking up my wedding dress to tell me that you were mad because i was not home to clean the house for your friends coming over...i wish that i had told you to stuff the wedding as the truth was at that moment when you made me cry in the middle of a crouded resturant i didnt want to marry you.
Your hygiene left a lot to be desired. It is now common place to shower more than once a week and to clean the bed sheets and covers more than once a year. The tide mark that your filth left on the bed sheets made me feel sick and each morning when you had gone to work i would fabreeze the bed and the room to attempt to make it smell nice, cause when i started changing the sheets more often you got mad that i was using to much water!!!!!
you were the most boring person i have ever been on holiday with... sitting on a bench at San Diego Zoo listening to your ipod cause your too lazy to walk around is DULL. Wanting to sit in the hotel room each night watching american tv and ordering room service and NOT wanting to have sex... is DULL, being in Las Vegas and choosing to be in bed at eleven each night is DULL..... YOU ARE DULL.
When i left i sold the sofas and bought a lap top.... i emptied the joint account and bought a new outfit, got very drunk with my friends and had FUN.
