isthistoolong
james_from_cambridge
isthistoolong

Clearly, catching your fiancé screwing your roommate on your birthday cake is the worst.

Live in Oklahoma. Can confirm it's Satan's armpit.

Led by Wonder Woman? Please let it be led by Wonder Woman.

As the son of just suck a horrible fuckwit of a man (but also of the best mother ever), I happily offer to punch your ex in the fucking wherever you want me to. Your kids are lucky to have you. Even though it might not seem like it, they WILL know it, and never forget it.

Who the fuck cheats on and lies to a cancer patient?!

ohhhh myyyy godddddd.

Oh wow, that is so horrid...except for the last paragraph, which reminded me of a Dear Abby column I once cut out and saved. A woman who'd been cheated wrote to Abby, and Abby's response was to share a Chinese parable:

Your comment made me sit here and think about this for a bit. I thought, at the time and for a long time, that she was a very messed up person who couldn't really help herself. However... given the things I had seen her do over the years, and... well, she's a nurse, so I'd heard her say some pretty chilling things

You win. Cancer. Up close and personal betrayal. Public puking. You win. Glad to hear you're ok now.

Son of a BITCH. May he burn in the lowest and darkest hell.

With a mom like you, they will be just fine.

Wow! You're a much stronger person than I am. I would be so bitter.

On the upside, you were able to rid yourself of several cancerous growths that year. Good riddance.

She was great in the sack! That may be the key to all of this...

Yes. And oddly enough I had ended said relationship because that girl was CRAY. I am unsure at what point in the ten years of knowing her I forgot that? I laughed pretty hard when I found out she pulled a knife on my ex.

Man, I just read her's and I think she wins. I did NOT have two babies to deal with. Two fucking spoilt adult children messing my life up, but no ACTUAL babies.

Thanks dude. I'm with someone really lovely now, so it's all fine. But at the time... holy shitballs.

You win

About seven years ago I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I was lucky in that it was fairly isolated so they just chopped that sucker out, but I was devastated by the treatments. Just.. so so sick. An old friend of mine (we'd shared a really shitty apt in NYC in my early 20s and during this time she and I had had a

Wow he sounds like Prince Charming! Also, I think I also dated this guy.