This is exactly what he is. I creamed and oiled his back when he got sunburnt, i made him breakfast, lunch, dinner, cleaned his clothes, ironed, cleaned the house, peel his back when the skin was falling, took him around, got the email address of the girl he likes, did everything i could for make him feel less trapped, lost or dependent. Fucking bastard! This is how he repays me: by insulting me and offending my intelligence, by saqying i am lazy and do nothing all day! FUCK OFF! YOU! YOU DIRTY PIG!YOU STUPID MAN!YOU DESERVE NOTHING EVER!!!!!! He can FORGET anything else from me, including being taken around. I hope he cries all the tears he has as i did when we were still a couple, i cried so much i cannot anymore, and i really want to.
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He sounds stupid to me too. Incidentally, Witch's Blood is not about witchcraft, but an ambiguously titled blog about ambiguous things where ambiguous people can drop lines and-- sometimes-- connect because of me. Since I am ambiguous. For actually witchcraft links I refer you to the links on my sidebar especially the blog Left Hand, which IS my blog on the British Craft. : )
I'm going to put a new post up soon, and so I wanted you to know I did respond to your comment before posting something new.
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