So, I never thought I would get to the point where I live with a boyfriend. It seemed impossible that I would even be in a relationship, let alone sleep over or live with someone. I have never shared a bedroom since the age of 11 (or something like that), except for 10 months in a college dorm and that was hell, and I have only shared an apartment with girls.
Imagine my surprise, when I find myself living with someone. And I have only really noticed after few months. How ignorant do you have to be not to notice, that you live with someone?...
