I know, it's my own fault for marrying you, so I really have no right to bitch, but I'm going to do it anyways. I'm so fucking sick and tired of how you treat me. I basically do your parenting for you on the children, I get them ready for school, while even though you have time to help out with it, you just skip out on them, but you pose for photos with them just to play "Super-Mommy". God forbid the children bother you while you're watching TV or updating your facebook, which nobody visits or gives a flying fuck about, by the way. Your own family hates you, except for your brother who's just as much if not a little bit more a piece of shit than you. Fuck you. You're a worthless excuse for a human being, and my explanation for marrying you was a very big lapse in judgement. I work 2 jobs to support us, and I barely get any time off at all, but it's still not good enough for you, is it? Nope, it never will be. And you want another baby in 5 years? Hell no! You get 2 days out of the week, and you bitch and whine because you have to spend it with the children. Shut the fuck up, and die. As soon as I have the money to do so, I'm leaving you, and taking our children, and moving out of state, than sending you the divorce papers, and finding another woman who actually will treat my like a man and not some kind of house slave, that she gets to berate when things don't go her way. Than you get to see the kids on MY terms, not that you deserve to at all, but I'm going to act with a little bit of decensy here. Calling you a mother is like calling Adolf Hitler a humanitarian.
Ok, I know that was all very harsh but I had to get it off my chest, and I don't want to scream these things at her. And I feel much better. | |
Consider to come to Australia.
Cornhole her, take pictures and post on Facebook tagged as her getting butt fucked by a hobo.
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