I should have trusted my guts. Any man who wants to meet at Covent Garden tube station is not going to be my husband.
I was bored. All night.
The sushi was good.
We split the bill.
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August 22, 2014
[…] Today’s post is from Crystal at All the Things that I Don’t Wish. Crystal was one of the first people I connected with on here, probably because of a heartbreak timing coincidence (I started my blog on the day her ex told her he was leaving). I feel like we’ve been through war together. And I love her no-nonsense attitude that means she went to bed the other night “mad as hell” that I’d had to pay for my own dinner on my crappy Tuesday night date. […]
Pizza of Doom 
He didn’t even pay for you? What a butthead.
No second date. Asshole. What in the hell ever happened to the man picking up the tab?!?!?! I’m sick of his.
Recipease at Notting Hill Gate might have been better….
Thank you for making me laugh. ❤
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Any man who wants to meet at Covent Garden tube station is not going to be my husband. .. hehehehehe