Yes, I love going to work I swear best therapy offered during break time almost a support group. Happy, I don't have to pay a lunatic therapist who prescribes drugs numbing feelings, receives fast pay for service rendered, and working with a local drug dealer.

joke: I worked with a gorgeous co employee who I'd fuck in a New York minute. I thought he was at least 20.

fucking punchline: He was 17 1/2 now almost 19. when I found out my automatic thought, “Oh, shit I'm a pedophile!!”

Pumped breaks real fast!! Not worth my freedom for shizzzz. Ordeal felt like a setup. Explanation: I feel my future ex knew Austin. B4 future x left I certainly expressed an interest in Austin.

I keep asking universe to swing Austin Earley or Early (can't remember exact spelling) my way. Ironically, universe does well in sending guys with name Austin (ugh, universe never gets anything I ask correct.) I don't want lifetime only a weekend.

Little suggestions I made were done over time. Examples: cargo pants, clunky shoes need to go, and wear shirts framing physique. Everything I expressed slowly changed in a matter of a year.

I'm opposed to beards, Austin grew beard look completely worked for him rocking a clean cut Captain Jack Sparrow look. Beautiful long curly hair kept in durag.

Who else slipped information Austin's way? Only person my future X makes complete sense my future x wanted to set me up for statutory rape of a minor. Yep, totally plausible. Now real question: Why is my future ex hanging out with underage boys?