T and I were still together when I wrote this, but things are quickly going downhill. Under 3 months until we breakup...
4/9 T really has some money lessons this year. He’s run out of money already! Ah well, I guess he has to learn. He wants to go to that party this weekend, but has no cash. Which is amazing when you think he had so much. And he hasn’t paid his tax – he moved that extra money for it. Oh well, he has to do this himself, not up to me to do it for him.
Oh my god, there is the freakiest guy on the train…white pants, white shoes, red knitted waistcoat with golfing characters appliqued on, a very shiny gold buckle, gold sunglasses and a jaunty hat with a feather stuck in…oops I missed the gold watch and the white/navy patterned silk shirt. Woo hoo. And to top it all off he must be all of 4′8 or 4′10.
Read about the background to my Diary of a Breakup, or read all my breakup diary entries.
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