I've really convinced myself that our breakup is inevitable and that it's better to get it over with sooner rather than later. He wants kids, I think having children at this point is irresponsible. He wants to buy a house and settle down, I'm still trying to figure out what the fuck I have to offer this world.
Because I know that my grocery store job will not sustain me forever.
And I will not be his broodmare.














