I can't help myself, I'm fucking crying my eyes out right now. 
I just got done writing Tony a letter, reguarding the way I feel about the situation with him. I swear, I love him so much it hurts. It hurts that I cause drama in his life. It hurts that I cause complications and confusion. It hurts that I always feel like "the other woman".
No, I don't want the situation to end. Like I said, I love him so much it hurts. He makes me feel so special. I wouldn't trade him for the world.
Its his wife I can do without.
Breakdown of the situation--I stayed at his place last night. Started getting ready for work a bit later than usual. I left the shampoo and conditioner in the shower (Tony shaves his head, therefore has no use for shampoo and conditioner). Its my "girly" time of the month, so there were certain things in the trash can. I forgot to empty it. I apparently left a ponytail holder laying on the table. Wifey went over to his house last night after we left for work, and saw all of these things, and proceeded to bitch him out.
My carelessness caused a shitty situation to occur, and I've been beating myself up for it all fucking night.
Again, I love him so much it hurts, and it hurts that I caused him these issues.
I just got done writing Tony a letter, reguarding the way I feel about the situation with him. I swear, I love him so much it hurts. It hurts that I cause drama in his life. It hurts that I cause complications and confusion. It hurts that I always feel like "the other woman".
No, I don't want the situation to end. Like I said, I love him so much it hurts. He makes me feel so special. I wouldn't trade him for the world.
Its his wife I can do without.
Breakdown of the situation--I stayed at his place last night. Started getting ready for work a bit later than usual. I left the shampoo and conditioner in the shower (Tony shaves his head, therefore has no use for shampoo and conditioner). Its my "girly" time of the month, so there were certain things in the trash can. I forgot to empty it. I apparently left a ponytail holder laying on the table. Wifey went over to his house last night after we left for work, and saw all of these things, and proceeded to bitch him out.
My carelessness caused a shitty situation to occur, and I've been beating myself up for it all fucking night.
Again, I love him so much it hurts, and it hurts that I caused him these issues.
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In regards to my new tattoo: It's pretty and makes me happy. It's only my second and it was a birthday present to myself. I'll post pictures once it's all healed.
In regards to this mystery man: It's a friend and former/current/future/who knows fuck buddy of mine. At one point I had a crush on him and then it dicipated when he showed his one track-mindedness about sex towards me, but now he's backed off and we are going to a concert together and just cuddling on Saturday. In the past, this wouldn't have happened without the promise of sex and me paying for myself. He offered to pay without me asking! We talk about serious shit more than just sex now. It's weird, but I love it. We'll see what happens on Saturday. *shrugs* I'll post a picture here so you can see that he is totally my type. hehe. Though he takes really bad pics for some reason and never looks as fit as he actually is.
hmmm.
Enjoy!
busy saturday at all? tattoo convention then im hitting up the gito gito huster show @ alchemize!