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pent up.
2012-06-07 @ 6:33 p.m.
this money situation is SO AGGRAVATING and he's being such a dick right now. like what part of "we don't have any money" don't you understand? when we were at the grocery store and i said i had $8 in my account, did you think i was really holding out on you? i just like to say that i have comically low amounts of money in my account when i really have a secret $100 sitting in there? like for real. come on. so he was leaving to go to his meeting tonight and was giving me this super attitude because i said i only had $10 (because i transferred over the few dollars left in my savings account). i asked if he remembered that the day before i just drove halfway across the state to meet him so i could buy him gas to get home with. i had to fill my tank and his. had he not decided to just randomly spend money this week on shit we didn't need, we would have more than $10 between us. urgh! anyway, he got to the meeting and called me to apologize for being an asshole, but he's really frustrated that he works so hard and has so little to show for it. i said we both know that this is due to a small hiccup in timing. there's no need to start getting nasty, it's temporary. but it's not just the money. it's the fact that fucking crazy ex is not any less crazy than she was when she went in to the hospital. she's back to calling him like 10 times a day with crazy shit already. luckily now, since boy has custody of little A, she can't pull the not showing up and not letting them communicate thing again. but she can still torture all of us with her ceaseless calling, calling about nothing. calling to make us unhappy. no one deserves to be happy if she's not. sounds so familiar. so i'm waiting, we had this elaborate dinner planned and everything is ready but he was being such a douche he stormed out of the house without eating or saying goodbye. now i'm left to sit here and wonder when the hell this kid is coming inside for dinner. it's something we've all been really excited about and waiting for all week. so i was so mad when boy decided to act like a tool. there was so much build up and now i have to wait to eat dinner until super late. i'm probably also extra grumpy because we haven't had sex in sooooooooooo looooong. well, it's probably been like a week and a half or two. but that's a super long time for us. one of the last times little A was outside playing and we were smoking together in the bedroom. i was laying on my stomach on the bed, like hanging over the edge, and of course since my face was crotch level you can see how things got started. but like it was really quick, and though it was fun it wasn't really satisfying. and he received a blowjob back there somewhere too that he really enjoyed. but i really want a nice long session, like we used to be able to do more often what seems like forever ago, but was only a few months. when our goal was like, cum until you can't possibly do it again or you'll pass out. that's the kind of night i've been missing. quivering limbs, sweaty hair, bitemarks and scratches. mmm. |