what the fuck am I doing? Once again im alone, just like every other single fucking day. And for what? For Alton?!? That’s a fucking joke and he’s just a tweaked out manwhore. I was 100% offered a life mulligan- huge house with free reign to decorate and make a home however my heart desires, a newer Mercedes SLK, help to find my son, exotic vacations every year so why in the fuck do I keep doing the hurry up and wait for a manchild with nothing but bag bitches, lowlife tweakers, immature life goals and more drama than an entire high school girls cheerleading team. So, why? – because I love that man. I wish every day i could turn it off. Fuck I’d settle for a lobotomy at this point. His broken promises, mountain of lies, endless nasty sluts you wouldnt even let a feral dog fuck they’re so gross, yet he plows balls deep into their bore out, fish smelling, second hand left behind cum cunts without second thought and tries to blame ME for his embarrassing life..yeah, i’m such a bitch by constantly taking care of your every need, enduring the verbal abuse, called beyond horrific names daily i don’t deserve, the broken bones, multiple evictions, and all the bullshit drama he always unnecessarily stirs up just so he can play victim again. Just a bunch of diversionary antics to deflect attention from him being a fucking drug dealer running way too hard and for way too long. Living basically 3 separate lives has got to be exhausting. Again, why in the fuck am I sitting here alone when I have another life just hoping and praying I pull my head out of my ass and decide to start living it..
fuck it. Im packing a bag and bouncing. ✌
Xoxo 💋
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