I LOUDLY SECOND THIS.
"Well, Larry, we're both assholes and our combined douchcanoe-ness created a black hole in the universe that sucked all our love for each other into another time-dimension where it awaits mankind in order to destroy life as we know it."
This cat is the Christie Brinkley of cats.
I got her back! Also, here's a bonus photo of her being EXTRA fucking gorgeous. Whenever someone is like "you sued a crazy drug dealer for your cat? Why?" I show them this photo. Could you say no to this face? I think not.
Oh, I got her back! And he got arrested for being a drug dealer shortly after. It was kinda great.
Yeah, one of the things that really killed me about this was that I had been totally supportive of their marriage and their lifestyle - I never judged them about it, I was happy for them because they seemed to be happy. They had no respect for my marriage or lifestyle, however, and they didn't even have the fortitude…
Wait, what? Your conservative catholic upbringing forbid you from getting a divorce? But permitted you to be married to a pedophile who taught Sunday School? Well, you did say you were catholic.
My husband of three years started watching My Little Pony. And I was like...okay. Whatever. That's fine. Until he started verging into brony territory. And then I got a bit concerned.
Yeah. I'd have been willing to work through it as a a "one time thing" but the kid called him Daddy- mother fucker was keeping a family secret.
In the summer of 2013, I had spent 8 Very Long, Very Hard years in graduate school and was a mere two weeks away from defending my Ph.D. My monogamous husband of 8.5 years went over to visit our closest couple friends' of 5 years house to drink and play video games while I worked on all of my dissertation shit.…
OH MY GODDDDDD
When she showed up at our apartment with a toddler. Cute little bugger- looked just like my at the time husband.
My (now ex) fiancé and I had a somewhat long-distance relationship. I worked an a city 3 hours from the small town we lived in, so I would stay with friends or my parents while I worked my 4 days on, and go home on my days off. Things were never "good" when I was at home, but anyone can tolerate each other for 4-5…
hahaha wow what a cockmongler
GIRL.
My boyfriend of six years ended things through having an affair with a woman he met through his job (she was an ex grad student of a journalism school where he worked - ugh). I had suspected something for a while and he denied, denied, denied. The night we broke up I came home to find him chatting with her and he…
I dated a "local celebrity" for 3 years, and always suspected that he may not have been faithful, but could never prove it. I was working as a sales assistant at a radio station, and we had a staff meeting with our newest hire. This was right after I had finally broken up with the dude, and my supervisor was saying…
I read my boyfriends diary. To whom he spoke to, in the third person. Like "Hey there diary, things are awesome." Some highlights: