“you fuck, you killed my cat!”

meow meow

Yes, he did. My Ex killed my cat. Why? Because he was jealous of her. She had free reign to touch me in my sleep and he did not. The reason being she didn’t try fucking me in my sleep like he did. I cannot tell you the number of times I awoke to him fucking me. That entitled bastard though nothing of it. I owed him. You know, as wife. Yeah. That was my purpose ~ pleasure giver. Because, you know, God forbid he should actually have to assume responsibility for his own fucking happiness.

What makes people think that they’re partners are responsible for their happiness? How can a man be jealous of his wife’s pet? And why did I just make excuses for him?

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i sometimes work in my pyjamas, bite ice cream and ride polar bears. okay, maybe not that last thing.

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  1. OMG! This is just horrific! 😦

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