Portions of the Post were deleted in order to increase legal options*....
Okay, one way to know that a woman is desperate is that everything that is said to her is twisted into some hedonistic fantasy. It's sick.
I had to tell my spouse that I'm paranoid because his ex-boss spread the rumor that I was battered*.
[While] describing my feelings and frustrations with the situation, I caught myself telling my spouse that I would prefer to be batter'd (as in vanilla cake batter), rolled through the goo, and baked in lust before...
...I was stuffed like an eclair.
I still love to make the man blush and excuse himself to his bedroom.I'm going to miss that.
Maybe I should stick around just to see him walk bent over when I'm being obnoxious.
Well....maybe not, that's not a good reason for us to stay together. We both deserve better.
Sigh....
Oh well, I promised myself that today is the last day that I'm going to lust after any lovely ex. It's time to let go....
Monday, I'll honor the Goddess of Love with a gift for other people suffering the pangs of unrequited love and the difficulties in letting go.
And, maybe, I'll quit running away from nice men who smile at me.
It's about time.
Sigh...
I'm pretending to be everything the gossips in my life say I am in the hopes that I can create some kind of believable fictional character. The things I write about are based on the gossip and some of my life experiences. After five years, the only thing I've learned from this experience is that I can be quite the Trickster....thus the name of the blog. Love ya!
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