weird relationship

I’m going to make a 8 year relationship of and on, make it as short as 200 words.

The girl puts me in jail for physical abuse, the judge listening to my testimony
and the witness testimony and then her. You had to see his face, probably thinking,
“what a bitch”, I was found not guilty. Because I was not, that is the truth and then
you got her lies.

But, most sane people would get running out of that relationship. Not me. Me the idiot,
thinking that you can change this girl, nope. I’m not saying I’m not perfect, of and on,
well yes, I had other relationships, not relationships but just sex.
Yesterday I went to the town where she lives since I had to go to the detox center,
and I come across this people, the best of each house, and they tell me what this girl
does. I knew I was with a whore, but Jesus Christ, this girl has played me like a
dodododdo… not because she fucks half of the country, but more the mentally playing,
funny, I was with these people and the so called “girlfriend” of the other idiot,
she was playing him and to me watching and listening to her I was thinking….
“This is dejavu, for me! This is how the other bitch manipulates me”.
At the end I did have money so I fucked his girlfriend.

Everyting in the open and in poblic……maybe not the right move, but in a weird sense
I get it off of my chest.

A wise man said “What doesn’t make you learn or makes you unhappy, shut if off and move on”.

Yep that was one of many sayings father has that as a kid stuck with me. Now I got to apply it,
I better, first step is getting into a detox center for 3 months. Get my dumb head straight,
if it is at all possible.

Shit that was 325 words, so now lets all cry for me and you might as well send some money,
just be humanitarians.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.


    1. I just have to laugh at my situation, and yes, there is a light of the tunnel, either that or death, and I can think quite some people that would like me dead, so I’m not going to have that pleasure, and thank you for them, that is what fuels me.

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