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2011-01-01 5:17 PM crap I haven't been here for awhile because someone hacked my journal, thru the cost of war app. Oh how I've missed my journal. So here we go. This is my last bastion of sanity.
Well, hubby has a baby with his Mexican whore. You know the girl that there was nothing between the two of them and never could be. LOL. I'm such a sucker. But "in love" will do that to a person. I no longer believe in the "in love" theory. He used to complain about how my first husband ruined me for everyone else. Sorry 'bout your luck, buddy, you ruined me way more than he ever did. Live with it and while you apologize to me, you're really asking for forgiveness for yourself, for the shmuck you are. I could forgive anyone else except her. My friend brings some ditzy blonde into my house. She immediately makes a contest out of it and pulls the jealousy card. Uh, if he's more than a friend, why would I let your blonde skank ass in my house? Really, guys are stupid. Girl is so obviously in love with him and you know, that's what happens when you show some kindness to a girl. I know...been there done that, hell, the fact that my hubby left me for someone else is proof of that. "Laurie, I swear it's not because of another woman"...actually it was and I saw the signs. Alternate realities. For a self proclaimed realist, I have a better grasp on reality. In the words of Scotty, "I don't want anyone to love me." He'll give into her cause he has a kind heart. Meanwhile my kid is moving back to Charlotte, to an awesome family. Little does Z know that family is not his family because his family was tossed aside for a new one. It finally clicked with me. I was told not having a kid wouldn't be a problem, only it was. She can pop them out left and right. Those who know me know I'm not a religous person, but I put Baptist, Mormons, Muslims, Jewish way before Catholics. Oh I contacted the catholic dioces in Charlotte concerning this. Now I'm on his mailing list. Father Richard Bellow. Thanks, Father. You've helped cement my non-trust of religion. Happy New Year to all my peeps. You've been more faithful to me than my husband and religion. Read/Post Comments (5) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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