• Archive for July 17th, 2014

    words I can’t verbalize

    by  • July 17, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 3 Comments

    Here we go again, but this time we are married. We have said our vows, but now it feels like they may have been just words. Going through the motions, but are you happy? Is it I who is the only happy one? You stay up late to be with your videogame brotherhood. You say

    Read more →

    Heartbreaking affair

    by  • July 17, 2014 • Betrayal • 0 Comments

    I’ve come to Canada on my own to study in 1999. I was 21.I met a nice guy in College that stole my heart. I’m a Christian, he was a Christian, and above all he waited until our wedding night to be intimate with me, 1 and a half years. I was a virgin on

    Read more →

    why

    by  • July 17, 2014 • Anger • 0 Comments

    I’m honestly so bitter about you coming into my life. You knew how I felt about starting something new with someone. But, oh, you were ‘different’ right? You wouldn’t do me like that. And fuck you. I’m more furious about you treating me the way you do, then my fucking ex. I saw what kind

    Read more →

    spite

    by  • July 17, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Anger • 0 Comments

    To you three:I spend a good amount of time hating that you’re all happy without me. Maybe if I did the dumping i’d be less poorly disposed. To you one: I regularly check the obituaries hoping to find your name. The way you treated my family still makes me furious and I hope so much

    Read more →

    Mulligans

    by  • July 17, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Thoughts • 0 Comments

    Hey Red, Listen, I have good days and I have bad days, just like everyone else. I really appreciate the support, but I don’t think you understand me or my situation as well as you think. I’m sure the same is true in reverse. There are just so many things that neither of us see

    Read more →

    Final generation?

    by  • July 17, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Confession • 0 Comments

    When I was young, about 3-12 I assumed I was going to be married with kids by the time I hit twenty. I was extremely uncomfortable with kids younger that me even back then(my older brother handled it every time we came into contact with) and I assumed that by now I would have gotten

    Read more →