So April 29th is the date of my last ex-girlfriends birthday, wow. She must be about twenty five or twenty six now, in a job like Subway or something out there just out of California, with a partner in the U.S. army I believe. Good on them.
She was z Zionist and wss good to me and I was good to her, but I ended it with her because I thought she was lying to me and the thing is, I was actually right, throughout.
She was a rather a big girl, probably too big for me today. She had family back in the city of Philadelphia or as she would say... "back east".
Happy birthday Megan.
