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My husband looks at other women – he hangs out at the supermarket lusting after other women as they pass

Dear husband, I hope you enjoyed your several hours spent at Publix today picking up the one item you brought back home with you. Guess you had trouble finding it again? This being a college town and it being Saturday I can only imagine how hard it must have been for you to pull yourself away from the firm titties and tight p***y shop and come back home to nothing but a pair of saggy breasts and a loose vagina. Don’t get me wrong. I totally understand. If I were more like you I’d probably be hanging out at the supermarket watching young college boys and doing my level best to avoid having to be too close to your man boobs and your wrinkly old man skin and your horrible body odor and just overall disgusting body. By the way, you should never ever take off your clothes. If you take nothing from this marriage once we finally go our separate ways take that bit of advice. You’re not pretty naked.

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  1. Anon

    Dear Husband,

    Thanks for calling my job so many times just to argue with me. Thanks for throwing away my birth control and refusing to use condoms, making me believe I could be infertile and then getting me pregnant. Thanks for calling me names all the time. Thanks for using the baby as a tool to get control me. Thanks for going on Facebook and lusting the girls there. Thanks for telling me that I can’t get a good job like you. And I know you went out drinking last night.


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