laylapage

It's done it's over.
This pain I must get over.
Crying won't do anything...
Except make me look dumb.
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I found something [again] on the computer. A picture my partner photoshopped of this chick with a drill. The top says "I'd rather be drilling Sherri!"
SWEET.
AWESOME.
Guess what? MY NAME ISN'T FUCKING SHERRI. And I know who Sherri is, and I have had ongoing problems with this bitch. Like years status. Two years now, actually. And I am not the only one who has a problem with this whore...
But you know what? Fuck it. I just feel like all the bad things I have ever done to them or thought about them have been validated. I catch them... too much. In lies all the time. Pretty sure I've been cheated on.
I'm trapped trapped trapped.
But I am secretly emancipating myself.

I will find love again, with someone who truly respects who I am, loves me inside and out, and doesn't need all these fucking extras.

IF YOU WANT TO PLAY SINGLE, THEN BE SINGLE. IF YOU WANT TO BE IN A POLY RELATIONSHIP, JUST TELL ME... SO I CAN STOP WASTING MY FUCKING TIME BEING SO GODDAMNED TIED DOWN AND DEVOTED.

I am seeing red.

P.S. Let's go out on a date. Seriously.

xo,
Layla