I spent the weekend In Manchester with my beautiful nephew Jr. Honestly that baby is cute and doesn’t cry much!
I met up with a friend of mine, he told me this true story over a drink.
The weekend before last, he met one of his friend’s for a drink. They talked and talked and talked! This friend was on about the way he was going to get married to the woman he’d been living with for am not sure how long.
The were engaged!
Thing is this guy was being delusional cos they’d broken up the engagement and the chic had asked him to move out. He asked for time to sort himself out. On tuesday after the sato he was with my friend, he hang himself! I mean the guy is now DEAD!
At what point in ones life, do you decide you can’t LIVE without the person you love? I honestly hope and pray that no one reading this has ever considered suicide as an escape. If you have, please cast out that lie that the devil has planted in your heart!
Our magical HIV tests!
I was also thinking about the way you go out..meet someone, start dating, have sex using a condom, have some more sex using condoms…..then….. we become doctors and nurses and have sex without protection.
At what time in a relationship do you somehow have a magical test and decide your partner isn’t HIV positive? I think we’re plain stupid!