But I was pissed about a guy she fucked while we were still in the “getting to know each other” phase. He didn’t have to do anything to fuck her. Just be Chad. In fact the day she fucked Chad, I drove her three hours to pick up a female friend. I had to go home that night to visit a family member.

She fucked him. Then kissed me again the next day. And three days later we became official. I was crushed. But I stayed with her because I was young and thought the best I’ll ever do is be with a woman and clean up Chad’s leftovers.

And it ate at me forever. So when I became partner she was holding the baby and had tears in her eyes. So proud of me. I screamed at her and I said “this isn’t for you. This is for me. This is my fuck you to you and Chad. Fuck you both.”

Then I walked out, a man who became more valuable with age. All 5’9 of me who has now shrunk down to 5’8 with age. My hairline non existent, the dark brown hair fibers that don’t even match my graying “hair” (or what’s left of my Norwood 4) but looked good in the bathroom are now exposed in natural sunlight, if you look closely enough you can see them steaming off my head with every gust of wind. The shoulders on my white brooks brothers 347 shirt dark brown.

My teeth yellow. The moles on my face growing by the week. I hobble my 275lb body toward the 18 year old FOID on the street corner who I can now get because I’m now valuable. I run towards her with my arms extended. She screams. My hand reaches toward her smooth leg in her denim skirt. She’s screaming louder and louder takes a swing at me and sprints away.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5906365&forum_id=2...id#50152146)

NOT worth it. If I wasn't so levered and didn't have 5 mouths to feed, I would run

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5906365&forum_id=2...id#50152218)