She wants me gone, fine I'll go. If that's how the moody cow wants it then thats how she'll get it. I've got to call her toommorrow, but if all she does is moan and shout then I'll be picking up all my stuff and leaving home all together.
The only problem I see is how to move all my stuff and where to.
I can't stand her.
Least baby has Lord Of War now.