I deleted all my posts because I was afraid they would be found.
Found by my husband who found an email who was to a man I fucked.
Silly me.
Now that the cat is out the bag and kicking my ass I still have things to hide.
Hide the preacher.
Hide the "real" email account.
Hide all the things I was reallying doing.
Hello (husband) Pot, nice to meet you I am kettle (me).
He says:
Bad bad wife! How dare you!?
I say:
Look in the mirror and ask yourself the same things you ask of me.
Give me a dollar for every bitch youve fucked since me, and I will give you my dollar for fucking around on you. Then lets to go to the dollar store and see who gets more shit! He says it only counts if you get caught, only once for me.
Round and around running from/at the same problems never finding the solution.
I ask do you love me?
He says yes.
He ask if I love him
I say yes.
Through the good through the bad? Thick or thin? Broke or boker?
Love me like you have no options.
Love me like I am your very breath that gives you life.
Love me when Im good and love me even more when I am bad.
UNCONDITIONALLY.
