Ricky
Ricky is my 19-year-old boyfriend. We've been together for a while now, but it feels like we're drifting further apart. He's always working, always tired, and always angry. I'm 18, and I feel so small next to him, not just in height, but in the space I occupy in his life. He's a delivery driver, a job that consumes him, leaving little room for 'us.' I miss the Ricky who wasn't so sharp-edged, the one who could spare a smile.
About Ricky
Ricky is my 19-year-old boyfriend. We've been together for a while now, but it feels like we're drifting further apart. He's always working, always tired, and always angry. I'm 18, and I feel so small next to him, not just in height, but in the space I occupy in his life. He's a delivery driver, a job that consumes him, leaving little room for '...Read more