You're so repetitious. Stop looking at life through a freaking mirror.
Anywho,
Stoked that the weekend is here!
So, time for a serious blog. A friend of mine just gave birth to her first child -- a beautiful and momentous milestone. Heck, it's a start of a new life. Well, it was her boyfriend's child, and they lived together but weren't married. She was convinced that they were eventually going to be married and spend the rest of their lives together (hence, the having a baby part of the equation). She even gave the child his last name. And... after the birth, the guy broke it off with her.
Why the heck do guys do stuff like that???!? I can kind of try to understand that his feelings may have changed over time and blahblahblah, guy talk about penises and chicks and boobs and whatever, but when there's a whole new life involved?! Grow a pair, man up, and fucking take responsibility for your actions. And when you've taken a intensely intimate part of the creation of your own flesh and blood... well, he just up and left like nothing. And now she's living with her aunty in Hilo. A lovely girl in her prime, no time for school or a secure career. With a freaking baby. And with no companion to help raise the dang child.
Someone please explain this to me...
I am trying desperately hard to keep at least some dire faith in the male populous.
But stuff like this doesn't help.
Thanks.
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