A bit more than a week ago, I moved out from my fiancée’s flat.
Big thanks to my friends who insisted on me staying with them for a week. Those guys are awesome. Really.
I’m not going to go into detail about this. If you’re dying from curiosity, ask me about it, because… yeah, this won’t go anywhere on ze internets. Long story short: we fight way to much so we’ll try not living on top of each other (his flat is extremely tiny) while trying to sort stuff.
I’m currently living with my parents. And the dog. My old room has been reconstructed into a semi-finished library, so I’m staying in my sister’s room. It’s a storage area at the moment, since she’s in the progress of renovating her new flat and need a place to stash stuff, but at least there’s a bed ^^;
I am so sorry to hear about what is going on. It sucks all the fighting has been going on. Maybe in time it will get better if your not in the same house for a bit. Goodluck with everything hun.
We’re working on it. Cheers, luv.
That is great to hear hun. best of wishes to you both.
Sorry to ear about you moving out of your fiancee’s house, ope you get to sotrt things out, isn;t it weird moving bad with parents?
Thank you
Yes it is kind of strange living here (parent’s place) again; it feels very surreal somehow.