My ex lived in my apartment, the house did not hit the finger at the finger, our salary was the same, but a significant part of the family budget was spent on car maintenance. In the car he was going to work. And I am on the tram<<

The gods of Olympus. I thought I was such an idiot! He lived in his room in the utility, he bought himself motorcycles as and when he wanted, because he wanted very much, but he could not very much. Therefore, after technical difficulties with the sale of the first motorcycle, many years later bought a new one. No money in the pocket. Just getting to work. A salary of 20 thousand with the decision to give 10 of them for a motorcycle. As a result, he received 15, which he returned to the box office. I ate, dressed and washed at my expense. and controlled. And I was walking. And then resolutely that it was disgusting to ride passengers and twisted the rear seat, because it esthetically spoils the picture. I am in Aachen. Then the boy began to buy more and more toys, and I was still walking, I was not even seen in the evening.

And then we were forced to leave, the boy got the car of his dreams at the price of two decent cars (this is an inheritance, so what claims, inheritance is a personal affair of everyone). But I went to visit him for some reason, and I was not only not taken back, but also not taken to the subway, because "Oh, well, it is far, hard, and I am tired and the parking place will be taken!"

Girls, that’s why some of us are so stupid, right?