My Ex (a.k.a The Bastard) And His Best (female) Friend (a.k.a. The *****)......I really do not understand why society accepts these three's a crowd type relationships.
Whatever happened to a relationship being between two people? Why do relationships have third parties, sometimes more, dictating to them everything?
Why do people assume that it's always the woman in the relationship who ob
I'm not immature when I say keep your hands off my man *****. Yet I'm viewed as the guilty party because they play the victim and gain public sympathy by conjuring up bull sh!t and making out they did no wrong.
I didn't realise that the only way some ******* out there seem to get the ******* msg is if another woman pees a fucken line around her man to mark her territory.
Hate those ******* who seize any opportunity to get with your man! If you go to the toilet 9 times out of 10 some slag is trying to show your man their invisible nipple ring or whatever when you return.
Some of the women of today make me smh in wonder. They wear skirts the size of belts and less clothes than a prostitute then throw themselves at men, not even caring that they may be taken.
I do have an experience to share, so I shall get to it:
My ex fiancé had a female friend who he'd been close to for many many years. He spoke so highly of her I thought they were related or something. She wasn't much better. She would be so affectionate with him it made me feel like the third wheel to my OWN RELATIONSHIP!
She'd come up behind him and wrap her arms around his waist when we were discussing private things and she'd rub herself up against him (like her boobs would mash into his chest and crotch would rub against his groin for way too long than was acceptable) to a point that it felt like she was baiting me into a corner so she could play the victim and I was the villain, jealous and pathetic. So instead I'd bite my tongue.
She seemed to love every moment. One time we were at the beach and I'd gotten him to rub some lotion on me and she then insisted after he'd done my body to do hers. She ignored me when I offered, stating loudly that no men wanted her, that she felt so neglected and unloved (cue violins) and would make little moans when she was getting the lotion rubbed into her that I thought were very inappropriate, as I didn't carry on like that.
I tried really hard to make it as friendly as I could between us, as I'd poured my heart and soul into that relationship I really did and I didn't want any bad blood between myself and anyone on his side. If only I'd known ;C
She obviously pretended to be thrilled about our engagement. She told me that she'd helped him to pick out the ring and everything. He's called her before his parents, that's how close they were. When I saw her later that week she even accepted one of the smokes I offered her, as she normally just ignored me and asked to bum one of the bastard's. she told me that we had to go wedding shopping and that as maid of honour she would look amazing in pink, her favourite colour. I politely told her that I'd already chosen my bridesmaids and she was upset to hear that she wasn't a part of it. I apologised and tried to explain to her that it wasn't going to be a massive lavish wedding or whatever as we really couldn't afford it. She seemed to get really ****** then and said to me frostily that I didn't have to lie and that if I was that threatened by her that I should just tell her. I told her that I wasn't lying and I just wanted to be her friend and she said that it was obvious that I was threatened by her because she had such a strong bond with my fiancé. My face must've given away my thoughts or something because she started getting really mad then and saying that all the females in her group hated me and all the males thought I was a tease. I got ****** back at her, swore at her and told her to just go **** herself. I stormed off and she must've immediately rang my fiancé because he sent me 9 voicemails telling me that she was feeling very scared to go near me as I'd just lashed out at her and she was concerned that the stress of all the planning was getting to me. He told me that he was worried that I was getting stressed as well and that I was looking too gaunt (?!?!?) and he questioned whether it not I was truly ready. I can't believe my next actions but I fell right into her ******* web and rang him back and started getting all hysterical saying that I hadn't done anything wrong and that she had said all the nasty **** to me and he told me that he didn't think that she would've meant it like that and that none of his friends had said anything negative to him about me, it had all been positive.
So I took all that on board and went with him that weekend to a pool/BBQ party thrown in our honour by his friends. I wished I'd had some of my mates there as all his female friends (who were all HER friends as well, school mates, netball buddies, clubbing mates etc) ignored me. They snubbed me so much that I found myself standing alone holding a cruiser and a cigarette and texting my friends. One of her best friends came up to me and pretended to care, saying ooh who are you sending love msgs to? I smiled at her and told her that I was texting my best friend telling her what an amazing party I was at. She gave me a smirk and then went back over to the tables where the ***** was sitting and they both started whispering and looking right at me, so it wasn't half obvious and one of their other mates looked over at me, scowled and then looked back at them and shook her head. So yeah, not exactly a warm welcoming committee..,.
My fiancé (the bastard) came up and put his arms around my waist. I laughed and he said what are you doing over here gorgeous? I told him that I had tried so hard to involve myself and be sociable but going on the fact that I hadn't gone to any of the same schools as them or known the same circles, I was feeling a bit snubbed, to say the least. My fiancé took me by the hand and we stood over by the BBQ where his mates were and some of their girlfriends and he started nuzzling my neck. I was just about to give him a kiss when his ***** yelled out "Get a room already" to which some of the group laughed. I rolled my eyes and turned around and looked her straight in the eye and said "But then you couldn't watch then, could you, *****?" The guys all roared with laughter and wolf whistled at me. I blushed, not meaning to say what is said, hating the fact that I'd let her get to me and make a fool of myself like that. She slammed her hand down on the table which made the whole group fall silent and stare at her. She pointed her finger at me. She looked like a raging psychopath. My fiancé pulled me away and shot her a look that must've meant business because all she said was "****, you'd better-" and then shut her mouth.
My fiancé stormed out to the car with me. I angrily sat in the passenger seat and stared stonily out the window. He got in the drivers seat and started the car. We were about to drive away when his ***** and two if her friends came barrelling out almost getting hit (pity) and they started banging on the bonnet of the car. I locked my doors on my side and gave the ***** the finger. She stormed over to his side and started whining that it was impossible to keep up any pretence of civility with me (?!?!) as I was obviously a jealous overly possessive *****! My fiancé yelled at her to watch her mouth and that the ***** had totally disrespected me in front of everyone and that she owed me an apology. When she stood there staring me down he said that she had to say sorry or he wouldn't contact her for a while. She banged her fist on his window fr
I don't know how I didn't die, as I was so blinded by my tears. I drove all the way to the beach and just sat and looked out at the ocean. I remember asking the sea why? Why? Why?!?!? I wasn't a bad person. I would never do what as happening to me to anyone else so why was it happening to me?!?!? It just wasn't fair!!!!!
I didn't see my fiancé for 3 whole weeks after that. I also found out I was pregnant as well in that time which is why I guess I wound up contacting him again. He was shocked at first then excited. I was around 2 months pregnant and I remember seeing the ultrasound photo which I still have today. In fact, whenever I'm really low, I take out my ultrasound photos of my baby girl and bawl my eyes out. I lost my baby girl at just over 4 and a half months. I can't even describe to you how empty I feel to this day. I feel as though she was the closest I've ever been to anyone. I remember one of my friends nonna's giving me some knitted booties when she'd heard the good news. I have them stored with the ultrasound photos :'( I just wish I could've done more. To have more memories of her. When I ended it with my ex, after finding him and the ***** at the house my fiance and I lived in together, ******* in the bathtub, (I took out my anger on their faces) I decided to remember my daughter with a tattoo. My ex had not been very consoling during my grief, so I'd gone into a bubble, not even so much as daring to breathe in his direction. He'd say **** about me not eating enough or that I was looking very thin and gaunt and I'd just go even worse and not want to even look at food. The smell of food made me nauseous and he started calling me up about my smoking. It was like he was a prison guard and I was the prisoner. I felt so alone. I knew something was up with them as well because they were just being too weird for words, so when I discovered that I was a tiny bit relieved and so glad I had my best friend and her cousin there as they were able to be witnesses so the ***** and bastard couldn't turn around and say I was delusional or whatever.
So while there are parts of the relationship I do miss, I would never ever want to go back to any of that **** EVER EVER EVER AGAIN!!! I am so glad to be free and enjoy being happy.
I recently heard that they were expecting themselves, as she of course didn't mind being sloppy seconds, being the slag that she is, and she even actually wrote it up on her Facebook status and about me section on her page that after months of trying and trying and ******* and trying they were finally WITH CHILD and she deliberately made her page all public so it'd get back to me the heartless ***** so in response I'd like to say to her "Congratulations ****! I hope you and my ex **** of a ***** have a short pathetic life together where karma gets you at every ******* corner you turn and that you both gain weight like the feral heifer's you are. I hope you both die you ******* cheating scum and that you end up at each others throats. I ******* hate you both so ******* much!! I hope your kid finds out just how much of a dirty filthy ***** it's mother is and how gutless and ****** its dumb ***** of a father is. I hope you don't expect any sweetness from me ******* because you ain't getting ****!!! So **** you and I hope you both rot in hell forever!!!!!!!!"
Grrrr that felt soooooooooo GOOD!!!
Sorry I swore & wrote so much!!