Not counting deaths I don't remember the last time I shed a tear. Well that streak just ended. I guess everythign finally caused me to break down. Side Note: Very wierd to break down in your office during third shift. I thought I was doing okay, relatively speaking, but then my mind started wandering to that text message I saw that he sent to her (to summarize he said I can't wait to hold you again, and cum with you again) and then I started thinking about the fact that not only did my wife have sex with another guy, but at some point she had to think to herself which sex was better. And for some reason that just tore me up. I hate that she has single handedly fucked our family up.
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