Deets? He's said there are other women more deserving than I am of him, so I'm letting Sarah TN from twitter enjoy him in New Orleans while I take care of my finances and kids, and Mel over in NY can cry about him too. Oh wait, he's totally traveling alone and didn't make plans with the older woman he dumped me to fuck and then crawl back to me begging me to take him back. He's got my life by the balls and no one actually cares so if I die from aids or catch herpes from these events just know I didn't want to, I just wanted a monogamous relationship with one person! The next person who sticks their dick in me is gonna have to commit because I've been told "no one else is allowed to have this pussy" and I'll lose what instable stability I currently have if anyone else tries to pursue that, not that anyone will who the hell wants jilted Tarl pussy. He thinks there's no one else in the world that would love me or provide for me in the way he does, and he's probably right. He's done a fine job of making me hate the idea of loving anyone else and dragging me so hard that I just cant care unless its for my kids. I'm gonna pray he chooses to redeem himself because my heart is unrepairable at this rate and clearly I'm beyond redemption for insisting I both do and don't want him.
What's an appropriate way to treat someone who's eating other women's vaginas while professing some undying love for me? Apparently being upset about it isn't okay and if I pretend all is well I'm a psycho.
How's that for deets? Probably just rambly word salad cause no one gives a shit about me I'm just the BPD side chick whos on drugs and abandoned her kids for this guy, right? (Not!) I'll await the phone call telling me I'm retarded for posting here and that I'm self-destructive for doing so. I'm tired, guys. I just want my happy life back and for everyone to stop being so fucking discouraging about me having one.