Last night I was here at home, minding my own business when someone knocked at the door. It was my ex’s family, his mother, father and brother. They came home to visit me, since they haven’t seen me in 3 years. It was nice and interesting, we talked about .. well.. things people talk about.. you know what have you done and that kinda stuff. After that my ex’s brother invited me to go out, and we eneded up going to a few bars and getting some drinks, and mainly talking about his depression and problems with this girl he likes.
He’s a sweet and cute kid that is going thru the rough times of learning how to deal with deceipt. Hope I can help.
(damn, you’re getting old when you call 20 year old guys “a kid”)