Heart Breaks And Break-Ups
After a break-up, should a woman give back the expensive gifts (cars, jewelry) that she received from her ex?
Forget about reasonable, just check out this scenario. We meet, I like you. You are a fine girl; I can see myself being with you. Days after the usual back-and-forth that comes when you meet someone new, we go on our first date and things develop from there. Eventually, I choose you ahead of several other women because I feel something special for you. Now, I actually see things between us going all the way. However, you are one of those high-maintenance girls - nails, hair, facials, spa, the full works - no problem, I have got the money and you’re worth it, babe.
I don’t pause to think before I do things for you. I buy you gifts, from the little to the large ones, not because I want to spoil you into submission but that’s just me when I’m almost head over heels. So, you show off the Loubs and the Birkin bags I got you. A little way down the line, I add a brand new Range Rover or something equally intimidating because now I’m really thinking it’s time to take this to the next level and your taxi allowance is becoming ridiculous.
And then one day, we have a “huge” fight and with no single warning, you suddenly decide that it’s over, no going back.
Haba, babe! With all the “grooming” that I have been
grooming you- you think I would really just walk away like that? Of course, I can’t wear the Loubs or rock the Birkin bags with a straight face but that brand new (or now fairly used) Range? Babe- by fire, by force, by thunder, by jazz- I’m definitely getting it back!
Forget about reasonable, just check out this scenario. We meet, I like you. You are a fine girl; I can see myself being with you. Days after the usual back-and-forth that comes when you meet someone new, we go on our first date and things develop from there. Eventually, I choose you ahead of several other women because I feel something special for you. Now, I actually see things between us going all the way. However, you are one of those high-maintenance girls - nails, hair, facials, spa, the full works - no problem, I have got the money and you’re worth it, babe.
I don’t pause to think before I do things for you. I buy you gifts, from the little to the large ones, not because I want to spoil you into submission but that’s just me when I’m almost head over heels. So, you show off the Loubs and the Birkin bags I got you. A little way down the line, I add a brand new Range Rover or something equally intimidating because now I’m really thinking it’s time to take this to the next level and your taxi allowance is becoming ridiculous.
And then one day, we have a “huge” fight and with no single warning, you suddenly decide that it’s over, no going back.
Haba, babe! With all the “grooming” that I have been
grooming you- you think I would really just walk away like that? Of course, I can’t wear the Loubs or rock the Birkin bags with a straight face but that brand new (or now fairly used) Range? Babe- by fire, by force, by thunder, by jazz- I’m definitely getting it back!