Fuck.

Okay.

I guess it's time to actually verbalize what has been going on...

To put it lightly... Ro was having a seperate... relationship... that He um... forgot... to tell me about.

With that discovery, it's rustled up four months of angst and frustration within both of us... all the things we pushed aside, dusted under the carpet.. ignoring them... until... they blew up in our faces... and as hard as I'm trying to forgive and forget - He isn't letting me. Oh no. He wants to talk about things I was angry about one, two, three, four months ago. Yea. Great idea - lets open up old wounds, shall we? Maybe even rub some salt in them.

It sucks. The last thing I ever though Ro would do, He did.... the one thing that I always said if a Man ever did, I'd leave him.... He did.

Fuck.

Three weeks later, my mind is still whirling...

And underneath all this, you know what pisses me off the most?

He used MY toys on her.

MY FUCKING TOYS.

MY PERSONAL FUCKING FLOGGERS, CUFFS, PADDLES, ROPE....

Ugh.

Is nothing sacred these days?

What the fuck.

What the fuck fuck.

What the FUCK FUCK FUCK?

My toys. My favourite toys. My toy bag. At his disposal. Used on her. Not only is it disgusting - it's disrespectful in the Lifestyle. You just.. don't.. do.. it. Gah! Anyways, I threw them all out. The toys I've had with me from day one.. are gone...

... it wasn't bad enough that He fuck me after stickin' His cock in her ass... oh no.... had to go one step further and use my things to beat her ass.

FUCK! She isn't even a god damn submissive. I'm not saying that out of cattiness... oh no - she said it herself, told me herself, "I'm not in the Lifestyle nor do I want to be"... Smart answer, stupid cunt.

This is my place to vent.. ignorance is His bliss right now.

If this shit doesn't get straightened out soon, I'm bustin' out with some craziness y'all.

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