This one sergeant in my Army days in Germany called me Marie Laveau…lol…another one bites the dust! One of them will be strong enough to handle my energy some day. If they can let go of their pride long enough. I’ve had enough of man-ego-pride to last a life time.
Me and bad boys! I need to write a whole book about that…oh! my…me and my crazy already wrote like 5! No wonder I need therapy!
Yell, scream, whine…dumb bitch…and then hate me for writing about it! It’s amazing how they turn on you when you throw their truth out there. They change. I never do! The proof is in the books. I just see how far they’ll go before they realize that.
Gosh, I love a bad boy when they are pissed…the veins poke out their necks and you think they are going to have a heart attack or stroke. Watch it happen if something stands in the way of getting to their next best thing…you become the devil himself…called all kinds of names, pushed to the break of wanting to beat the shit out of them because of their pure arrogance like you don’t know…and you really believe their lies! Men really do think we are dumb. Been there twice now!…oh three times, twice with the same man!
This is the oldest thing in the book and they still don’t get it. We know. It has nothing to do with a woman’s behavior. The one who stood by his side through all the bad, through all the poor, becomes the enemy when the new lay comes into the picture. How many are going to tell me I’m wrong?! The dumb bitch is the guy because his d…k can’t stay in his pants! It IS that simple.
Marie Laveau had it easy compared to the rest of us. We…the faithful ones…tone it down because our man wants to work and get shit done. We don’t spend money on all those sexy things, and we don’t seek all that good sex like at the beginning because he wants to concentrate, then he meets the new lay and suddenly you are boring, your vagina is old and all your clothes are ugly! It never fails.So war starts because he can’t focus on you anymore because she is waiting across town!
But it’s all about work and money. Nothing to do with another woman! Even if you catch all the texting and sexting. Nope…not about a woman. It’s all about work. Really?!…Really!
The ex left me with the house, too. And no money. Had to move away to get away from his terror, then I had to put the house in foreclosure because he bankrupted himself off it it. ZERO responsibility on his part. I can’t believe this shit is happening to me again! Bad boys. They fuck like the wind until they get bored with you and move on…then you are left with all the troubles! ALL over a new lay! Where’s the adults when you need them?
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