Life is, as usual, a pain in the ass. I finally get home to Australia, then my husband instead of kissing me and telling me how much he missed me, he smacks me and tells me i'm a whore that likes to go to london, shop and sleep with english men. What a fucker. Methinks i need to go find a new husband. *sigh* Bastard doesn't deserve me. I am too hot
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*eyes narrow and lips become two very thin lines*
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Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip him limb from limb.
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I know we aren't "friends" or "close" but no one deserves that, and if you need anything... let me know.
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Honey, you fucking get out of there and slap the bastard with some divorce papers, pronto.
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