UNATTRACTIVE SON OF A B****, HE WASN'T MY FIRST HE WASN'T MY LAST, HE WASN'T MY EVERYTHING. HE FEELS GUILTY WHEN HE MASTURBATES, NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME, WE BOTH MET AT SCHOOL AND GOT HONORS AND IF YOU PULL ANYTHING F***** UP OR FUNNY THEY WILL F****** WELL KILL YOU YOURSELF. I HATE THEM, CHUCK NO SHEEN AND CHRIS TICKER IN MONEY TALKS. IT WASN'T AN AFFAIR HE RAPED ME. YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOUR MESSING WITH, HOW FAR BECK DO WE HAVE TO GO, REDLIGHT, GRUNT LIGHT? PICKY POOP? WE NOT BOYS MAN. I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS WITH YOUR BASEBALL BAT IN THE FUCKER COLD IN THEIR THAT FREEZE CHOPPPER - JAIL CHOPPER ERIC BANNA. gheto fabulas, rich piece of pussy, hustler. you hustling son of rich bitch. that is not ride, now that is a ride, that is there ride. fucked up suit.

Hope it was a great show! Our realtionship never really worked. Of course now, all these years later I find out about your dad molesting your sister, but you always denied it happening to you. I offered every inch of myself to help any of your problems. I got painful to work so many hours, trying to make things nice for you. We lived in a nice place, had decent wnough things...and I was always broke. You spent your entire paycheck on things you wanted, every week. There was never help on the bills, or anything I wanted to get. You wouldn't even hug me. That one night, that one band came to the area, and I wanted to see them badly. Thanks for buying a ticket for yourself and a friend...instead of the man you lived with. The man who paid all your bills. The man who cooked for you and kept the house clean (you lazy slob). I was angry, and told you so for months beforehand. You had plenty of time to get money ahead for another ticket. I was living on credit cards to pay the rent at the time. You wouldn't even hug me. You left early for the show, for a long day in the big city, with stops at all the fun places. I came home from another 10 hour workday without so much as a sandwich or note waiting for me. I got angrier. I went out for a ride on my bicycle. A long, long ride in the worst part of town (like there is any good part in that town). An hor into the ride I saw the first one. She was Mexican, hot, young and a little drunk. And horny as all hell. It went into her apartment building, an old place dowtown, and we went to the roof. The stairway was good enough, and we didn't get out the door by the time I fucked her. She bent over and I drove. As I was pumping her hard, two girls came home to their top floor apartment. One of them saw us up the stairs, and they both stopped to watch us fuck. She came so hard her knees gave way, and I held her ass up as I finished her off. I stared right at both of them while I did her. She left all embarrased, and I went right up to the other two, who pulled me into their apartment. In less than a minute I was fucking the little one, the chubby one got naked and I did her too. It was a fuckfest and I made them both come really hard. They stayed naked and joked they wanted to see how many it would take to wear me out. Their cousins came over, looking more like a pair o sisters than cousins. I was naked on the sofa getting sucked when they got there. The one who answered the door just told them to get naked, the apartment smelled worsethan an asian whorehouse, and they were wet before the pants hit the floor. I put them face down on the back of the sofa and made them scream too. We spent the rest of the night randomly fucking each other. That made it five women I fucked that night. It took a lot of hot, wet pussy to get rid of my anger and pain towards you. It was the first time since I met you that I relaxed. It was when I knew that being with you was wrong. You had problems for sure, but they were bigger than me or my understanding. I destroyed myself trying to care for you. The door was always open at their apartment for me. That key wasn't for a stockroom at work. I would stop at a payphone when I was on my way there and they would throw out anybody who might have been there. All those 15 hour days I worked became 8 hour days, and the rest of the time I was buried deep in their pussies. They had problems too, but they were working them out normally. I used to see them years later, all of the five involved, and we were great friends. Their husbands always gave me looks, because they said hello too friendly. What was the joke..."I taught them that thing you lik so much...".... Best I moved out of that town. Best I left that all behind. It was a long time ago, and you never got better, it's a shame. I miss my five girlfriends....and I miss you, who was supposed to be my everything.

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He does not love you Mary S Fred D does not LOVE you.You guys are friends and that friendship came close to bejng over.I want you out of his life .Stalking his house asking about my car in the driveway.He would have to be very hardup to be with you which u tried to imply that you guys are a couple on social media.I told him and tes Mary he was very pissed.I hope j come over unannounced one day so i can tell u to your face.you arent the only person in the world who has had hard life stop trying to always get his pity.if he is baving sex with you which i doubt you are being used.Get out of his life already

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My Husband kids family joke - At the ripe old age of 36. I find myself sinking deeper and deeper into this deep dark hole that is my life. After being married for 12 years. And raising 2 kids. I don't know who I am. I find myself unable to function without being told where to go or how to get there. And my children they are good kids but they abuse my love as does my husband. They all take me for granted. I do and do and do for all 3 of them and in return I get nothing. Years have gone by and I've never received a mother's day card or an anniversary card or present or birthday card. Now I don't expect much from my 2 kids because they are now 11 and 6. But it's really hard for me to see over the years all my so called friends on Facebook bragging in detailed pictures about what they've gotten from they're kids or husband for some special occasion. Year after year I've gotten nothing. And it's not that I need to be showered with gifts. I just want them to appreciate me. My home is literally falling apart. And I'm not exaggerating when I say falling apart. About a year ago I had a Restoration company come look at my home because of a sewage smell that wouldn't go away and they found mold and that the main support beam had slid almost a foot from where it needed to be. The flooring in my home is so bowed that the floor and walls have separated and there is now a huge gap between them. Being the fact we rent from my husbands family. They just blow us off. So nothing will ever be done about it. My husband would much rather spend money on his ridiculous get rich quick jobs anyway. My home is always a wreck. Dishwasher stopped working the dryer only works some times. And the harder I try to clean up after everyone the deeper I sink into this depression because I realize how much no one give a damn about anyone but themselves. My children leave messes everywhere. I ask and beg and scream for them to clean it up and they will. But then turn around and just do it all over again. And as for they're father he does the same thing. But instead of him picking anything up he makes our kids clean his messes up. I have tried to talk to my mother about this but she has her own life in constantly tells me " I don't want to get involved". One time I tried to get her to let me and the kids stay with her over the summer and I even had a job lined up down there. I offered to pay rent for us staying there. But she said….. well she avoided answering me. So I knew she didn't want me to. I have know one to help me. I have know one to make me feel any better about this situation. My husband would rather play with his chickens and run off to auctions than take the time to throw a baseball with his son. I had to hire a high school kid to help him with his swing and throwing. My heart is breaking into a million pieces. I have no real friends. Hell I don't even have any fake ones I work my ass off come home to a dirty broken down house. There isn't any romance in my marriage. We never go anywhere it's the same old shit. What do I do? How do I break this cycle? I need this to stop. I'm so depressed I'm tired of being sad. This isn't life. This isn't living.

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