my fiancee is a stupid, fat stubborn douchbag who can’t make any decisions for himself. he has bad advice and no logical back-up for his stupid arguments. he is a pig when it comes to s**. he makes stupid fart sounds and laughs. he goes ‘ooo boobies’ or ‘ooo v*****’ when he sees me naked, which is disgusting and degrading. he has no sensitivity whatsoever. he has poor hygiene. he is a poor housekeeper… he would live in a filthy, s*** filled hoarding house if no one cleaned up after him. he has a big gut and a small p****. i’m not even close to being attracted to him. maybe if he lost weight, brushed his teeth and took a damn shower i’d want to f*** him. i work out, i eat right, i’m thin and fi and active and take very nice care of myself and my home. i f****** hate my life. why can’t he have a single ounce of dignity or self respect or respect for me to take care of himself and this house. i feel like i can’t get out of this, because i’ll be the bad person for breaking his heart.
