First off I would like to apologize to you . I could make a list of all the wrong things I did to you but I rather not bring up any painful memories. I offer my humiliation on this blog. Equivalent to me on my knees begging for forgiveness. I should have not done the things I did. Only reflecting back on it now, do I see the error in my ways. With the prior history between us, I know things can't be forgiven just like that. The road ahead of us will be shaky, but one day I wish that we could just maybe be able to call each other friends. That about sums things up, have a nice day .
You know what? No, I can't forgive you. I know you said you aren't ready for children, but did you have to run out screaming like that when I said I was pregnant?? I didn't see you for months! I needed you to hold my hair back as I threw up! I needed you to throw plates at when I became an insane hormonal nightmare and most of all I needed you to help me wipe my butt when my stomach became so fat I couldn't reach. I thought we were gonna be happy, I thought everything had finally worked out and we were going to live comfortably in a nice neighborhood, you working a job you hate every day of the week to support me and the child, while I stayed home and cared for the little demon. You could have had fresh baked cookies every day and a life of abstinence because we'd finally understand just how gross babies are and we'd never wanna take the risk again, not to mention all the wonderful fights we could have had after our wedding! (It would have been a simple wedding, no more than 300 maradans invited and we would have changed things up a little by going for a cream color scheme rather than the classic white, I would have arrived on horse back and we would have spent our honeymoon in Hawaii.) Do you realize what you gave up?? Do you realized what you have done??? I developed a gambling problem just trying to support this baby on my own! And then when I was so broke I couldn't anymore in a moment of pure stupidity I sold our baby so I could go out and buy food to feed it. I have been living off of jars of baby food, it did not occur to me that buying baby food was pointless now that I didn't have a baby and I lost the receipt. Do you know how gross it is? I'm telling you it tastes like concrete and sadness.
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Your humiliation isn't enough buster, I expect much more.
113 years, 2 months & 25 days ago 9th Apr 2013 08:38
Oh my god legend.
113 years, 2 months & 25 days ago 9th Apr 2013 08:21
113 years, 2 months & 25 days ago 9th Apr 2013 08:14