Nov 19, 2017 22:00
The drugs aren't helping any more, I hate that he even breaths.
Today I took 1/2 a valium and still could hardly stand for him to touch me. There was not sign of me getting turn on at all, but he still humpped on me. and got his rocks off. I'm thinking of changing my name to Lauriana Bobbit. Now he sleeps with no remorse, no care to the world. I hate him so much.
The other day, after being sick, he wore a masks, I think to either keep me from smelling the beer or because he had sex with himself again. I surely wasn't because he care enough about me. Because while he was really sick he didn't wear a mask. He thinks he fooled me, but he just made me mistrust him more.
I don't think he really cares anyway, he still gets to hump on me and that's all he really cares about. It's looking more and more like I'll never have the man I love back. I'm stuck with this sexual scum bag.