OK here is a crazy story but it is a good one so lay back and enjoy....wait a real quick warning: it is a little sexual and a lil degrading so if you are Ex H or the new soon to be EXB you may get a little mad...but I'm not sorry and I am a litle mean...

Ok so I have spent the last four years since me and EXH has split saying if "it" is bigger than his I can work with it. I was actually suprised they came in sizes so small...and since then I have ran across ones I could work with until recently. Now I have this one that makes EXH look like a good time. On top of that I have been trying to get out of this for a couple weeks (different story...get to that in a minute).

OK so let me get to the purpose of the story...I am unhappy and unimpressed to say the least with ol boy. Then a couple nights ago he wants to try and I'm pretty messed up so I was thinking "Yeah I can fake my way through this I am sure" (which if you know me is actually me being nice, not being the evil bitch from hell). Ok but for clarity I just want you to know I really couldn't get into it in any way but he really thought I was doing something impressive (which just shows why people get addicted, because if I was really trying to do something I would never get rid of him). Well in the middle of me laying there like a dead person and him have a big time, he wants to say I love you!!!! Oh shit...I went from playing dead to like one of those actual dead people (Ri you know what I am talking about). I mean literally it was like I was stuck in ice water, I felt my body temp drop.SO I did what any smart girl does in the situation...I got him off and booked it out of there before we had to "discuss" and now I am avoiding.

Ok now I know that it may have been a random emmission on his part but what if it wasn't. My guilt of letting this happen will make me stay in this miserable relationship until I can pick one of the stupidest fights known to man and walk out. How very adult like huh?