Tales of the Ex  

notaslutatall 37F
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7/26/2006 10:44 am

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9/11/2006 11:59 am

Tales of the Ex


Well I got to cash in today on a bet I made with my mom. My ex (whom I was with for 4 1/2 years) called a couple days ago. He had something to tell me. We were all speculating as to what it was and I guessed it right. He's getting married August 19th. He called me on his cell phone because he is out of town on a job in Albany. He told me he has cold feet. He can't call me when he is at home because his fiance does not allow/is not cool with the idea of him talking to me, and I can totally understand that. From what I got from the conversation, their marriage is already doomed. She wants to have a kid with him and he confided in me that he doesnt want any more kids. He even went on to say that he would just as soon get "fixed" if he could. I can see that being a problem down the road. I've known this guy for a while and I know why he is getting married. It's out of convienece. He tells me that she is needy, clingy, and strict. She tells him what to do in the relationship. He turned down a better job because she didnt want him working nights. She's pushing him to get married and have another kid when I know he doesnt want to. (He described the engagement as "sudden"). In the end he may have everything, his big truck, a dirt bike, a house with a fence 3 kids and a dog, but in the end, it's going to come back to the fact that he doesn't have me. He fucked up a relationship with a one-of-a-kind girl and he knows it.It will haunt him for the remainder of his days in the back of his mind, a slight whisper of what could have been only if...
I don't mean to sound cocky, but that is the case. I believe in love because of him because I felt it when I was with him. For the first time I knew what love was. And I know he loved me completely. He will never love her like he loved me. There is a sad satisfaction in knowing this. I am all around happy for him because I really do wish him the best. I hope that their marriage isn't doomed (as I earlier predicted) but that it can grow and they can be a family together, because that's what his daughter needs, and I think that is what he needs as well.

notaslutatall 37F

8/3/2006 2:10 pm

Ok, I am a wicked and evil bitch sometimes. I emailed my ex a picture of me (because I am so much more in shape now than I was with him), not a nudee, but a nice one of me bending over and looking all hot. Mind you this guy is getting married in about 2 weeks. I feel really bad now because it was a mean and spiteful thing to do and I probably did it when I was drunk. Now he wants more pictures! I feel sorry for this chic because it is blatantly obvious that he doesn't love her at all. He really doesn't give a shit. He's already cheated on her with me when they were first together about a year plus ago (the last time I had sex). I'm going to cut the games out and stay out of it from now on. I'm done playing with that deck of cards.


notaslutatall 37F

9/11/2006 11:58 am

Another tale of the ex. I guess while I was at work (I'm assuming) he stopped by the house with his newly beloved wifey to pick up "his bow". I have had that bow for a year and a half and he gave it to me a while back. Mind you I have been practicing with it, planned on using it this season. What does my stupid ass brother do? He gives him the fucking bow. No, he goes into my room, takes it downstairs and gives it to him. You know, I am not very materialistic, if you know me I am pretty liberal and could care less about shit. It was just one more little annoyance in my day. I have really learned to hate the shit out of this guy, my ex: Jack ANDREW LEMMON. My dad decided to tell me that he smoked crack with him too about a couple of weeks ago. What a bunch of winners eh? I really know how to pick them. Sometimes the hurt and hate and resentment and the nothing that I feel gets to me and I feel like getting hammered and out of control and self-destructive. Sometimes I end up crying, sucking it up, and continuing on as before. And then there are the good days, where I just give it up to a higher power and pray for patience, understanding, strength.....
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and the sun comes out, I see something free, and I feel all-right again.
TalesoftheEx


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