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One tepid response to one trivial item, and you trying to double dip for that suddenly elusive compliment. If I had been creative with the truth that day like I was every other day…

I’d be in Hell. Stuck as your permanent yes man. Praising your parade of trash objects and artless projects. Bored to tears and hating everything about your choices and your taste. Providing your eternal cocoon of support and reinforcement. And never getting any praise, reinforcment, positivity or support back. Being subtly disrespected and undervalued, constantly.

You couldn’t take the truth one time, about one worthless piece of shit. It wasn’t even about you. But, that was enough to destroy everything, because we really didn’t have anything.

I just didn’t know it.

And I never got my dick sucked once. What a fucking cuck.

All Comments

  • This is really well written.

    Anonymous May 15, 2019 2:49 am Reply
    • Thanks.

      Anonymous May 15, 2019 3:00 am Reply
      • You’re welcome. I identify pretty strongly with this experience. The one-sidedness is so familiar.

        Anonymous May 15, 2019 3:54 am Reply

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