i have finally found the perfect man who treats me like gold, who is smart and sweet and sensitive, who is gentle and kind and has money, who pays his bills and loves his family, who is everything i ever wanted and never had…and his job stresses him out so much lately we haven’t had s** in over a week. we hardly mess around much at all. and i am going INSANE. i hate myself for being so obsessed with s** when he is otherwise perfect but goddamn it, the days in between get longer and longer and it’s all i can think about. quit your job and love me again!!