in the end he's made it really easy for me to walk away from him...
he showed up this morning to pick up his stuff and despite what he did to me in cyprus i still wanted to work things out. i'm a woman - i started crying. then he yells at me that i'm an embarrassment to myself and that i'm being dramatic. sorry but the person i love that has been an asshole towards me and i still forgave them is moving out 2 weeks before we finally have the place to ourselves makes no sense to me.
i really thought that if 2 people still love each other and both are still breathing there is always a chance for reconciliation...but he yelled at me. ever since i thought he was going to kill me in cyprus i've not been able to handle him raising his voice - when he does my heart races and i go into panic mode. i don't need this feeling - to be afraid of the person i love.
so he can go. take his tiny floppy manhood and wobble away (what the hell was i fighting for anyway) he's got one more trip to make today til his stuff is all gone and when it is i'm going to crak open my best fucking bottle of champagne and toast my new life...
so who wants a date with a newly single rampant divorcee that hasn't had a good seeing to in weeks?
please. form an orderly queue outside...
he showed up this morning to pick up his stuff and despite what he did to me in cyprus i still wanted to work things out. i'm a woman - i started crying. then he yells at me that i'm an embarrassment to myself and that i'm being dramatic. sorry but the person i love that has been an asshole towards me and i still forgave them is moving out 2 weeks before we finally have the place to ourselves makes no sense to me.
i really thought that if 2 people still love each other and both are still breathing there is always a chance for reconciliation...but he yelled at me. ever since i thought he was going to kill me in cyprus i've not been able to handle him raising his voice - when he does my heart races and i go into panic mode. i don't need this feeling - to be afraid of the person i love.
so he can go. take his tiny floppy manhood and wobble away (what the hell was i fighting for anyway) he's got one more trip to make today til his stuff is all gone and when it is i'm going to crak open my best fucking bottle of champagne and toast my new life...
so who wants a date with a newly single rampant divorcee that hasn't had a good seeing to in weeks?
please. form an orderly queue outside...

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