When and how did this happen? We were laughing, having fun, picking out beer with crescent moons on the bottles, truly enjoying each other. How can two people who are so much fun and who love each other so much turn into this mess? Maybe it’s because neither of us really like beer – we just thought that the bottles looked fun and pretty.
She thinks I’m Satan. I do nothing right in her eyes. Every little detail of life is an argument.
When we first met I was describing her to a friend. He’s a straight, older and unsuccessfully married guy. He told me that it would never work. He said we were too much alike.
I don’t think we’re alike at all. She watches Oprah (and likes it) and makes business decisions based on reasons like, “It just doesn’t feel right.”
I don’t.
2 Lesbos Goin At It 