My 19th anniversary today may as well been any other day. I’m obviously truly dreaming if I expected to get sweep off my feet! 

Came out of the shower to a card, half dead flowers, some face powder £4 from boots, and may I add not what I use either, a bottle of perfume the same one he brought me three months ago at Christmas of which I have three bottles of the stuff,Jesus!I hate to sound ungrateful but I expect better after putting up with his crap for this long. He took the day off work but made no plans at all. You  know what it’s not about presents it knowing he put some thought and effort into making it a special day instead of going to bloody ASDA  the night before.  sorry ladies but I got to vent somewhere. What is wrong with these men.