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Stop calling me when I'm off. This isn't even holidays.
It's been a tough year and you haven't consulted me before.
Don't do it now. Let me enjoy my week.
 
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I am in love with you Carlee. What does a guy do when he finds the finest sexiest yoga teacher in the entire galaxy and he wants more than to bang her but doesn't know who he is without the drugs?

Beauty, perfection, happiness like what she offers without thought is beyond his comprehension.

How to be enlightened by her presence without being overcome by it.
 
you're a freaking meth addict! wtf - you say because when i smoke, stay up for days and don't eat i can't handle my shit? wtf is it supposed to do? you smoke, eat like a horse and go to bed and this means you're okay? fuck no. and, btw, meth sex is gross - i'm not you goddamn dildo.

oh, and your buddy, who has a sexslave/butler that has to be naked all the time - that's FUCKED UP. what the hell - you buy your shit from MFing Caligula? what's up with that?
 
If you think you don't know who you are without the drugs, then the you who you are on the drugs isn't the real you. It's a better, more energetic you, but it isn't YOU you. Accept yourself for where you are, and only then will you move forward.
 
Just because I had a baby and stay home with the baby doesn't mean I am a maid , nanny or a cook. I'm a sexual woman who needs passionate sex and foreplay. None of this half assed sex and finger play. It's like you are too damm lazy to fuck me. But you will jack off to porn instead.
What kind of man does that? If I'm not desirable I want a boyfriend that will ! You may be my husband but your useless: I'm not an object I'm a real woman. Back in the days Ihad plenty BF that would never leave me hanging. Too an I got rid of their phone numbers Cus I would call them up for a session.
Why love your own dick when you have hot wet Puerto Rican pussy right here.
 
Welcome to BL Huhel.

I like this thread. It can be a bit therapeutic sometimes.

Hope you are feeling better. :\
 
I have to decide, you didn't want to become part of it. Don't expect that I make it right all the time.
You should try it sometimes. And yes we regret some of the things we thought it would be the best option.
Move on.
 
I wanted to show how this could be possible and I proved to you it was real. You said it yourself.
A sample of how things could have been. It's happening, it took me so long to realize this. But I'm here now.
Don't hold on to the past, it does not suit us anymore. Lead your way out of there.
Forgiving is not forgetting I understand but there must be something in between.
You wanted me and I delivered. I'm here. And this is now.
 
^ yeah yeah binary star


Why did you log onto my Facebook like I wouldn't know? See me n dxxxxxxx convos? She said to you ain't nothing going on between us. You're paranoid, and not my gf anymore so stop
 
We were near 100% perfect for each other in the beginning. You taught me what real love is, and made a better person out of me. I should have ended it when you said you didn't love me anymore. We were both naive, needy, lonely, and dragged it out until the very end. Two very long years. Unfollowing and unfriending and deleting everything about you has been one of the best moves in my life. I thank you for doing it first. My head is out of your ass as of this new year and I'm glad.

At the same time, I'm not infatuated with you so much I can't see your flaws anymore. You're a ball of anxiety, indecision, and you fucking suck at anything sexual. Making out with you was a blast, but it got old after 6 months, and handies and your shitty blowjobs don't cut it. At least I mastered eating out (as if it was hard). I don't know how you were able to suddenly stop liking people so easily randomly, but damn did it bite you in the ass because you have zero fucking tact. Your anxiety was manageable but only got worse during college, into levels of stupidity sometimes. Had I been doing drugs during our relationship I would have fed you a god damn benzo because you're the definition of anxious.

I also don't give a shit anymore, it wasn't sexual assault. You told me to not touch your titties, and I didn't, I pulled up your shirt with my teeth to kiss your hips and you freaked the fuck out and started crying. You were somehow already on the edge, it wasn't me that caused your behavior. I regret how I handled the situation because all I did was apologize, not actually get to the root cause of what the fuck was wrong. That single handedly ruined months of my life, I felt like fucking scum and believed it; I wanted to fucking kill myself for weeks. Fuck you, and good fucking riddance.

That felt good to write. Feels good to be done.
 
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The way you jeopardize my work so you can get this job shows your real character. I would never expect that from you.

I'm very disappointed. You could have learned it so you wouldn't have to play dirty.
I trained you for a full year, sent you abroad and now this.
The thing is I don't know how to pretend it's all okay. I know you can.

My conscience is clean, I'm fine just sad. I just don't know what to do with you.
What have you expected. Did you really think I could not see or noticed what you have done.
Have you learned nothing about this.
 
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You've turned in to a mean nasty bitch and I've grown bored of your constant complaining I'm only sticking around because if we divorce no court will give me custody of my children!
 
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