Lazuline Life

I should've just gone for Spanish Class

Seriously, I should've left him, his stupid rotten teeth and his assholic temper behind, and moved on with my day. Calling to cancel Spanish class so I could make "semi-solid food", namely banana milkshake with chocolate syrup for the supposed apple of my eye was such a bad idea.

So there was one tiny bit in the mailkshake I whipped up for him in two minutes, and strained. One bit. And the bit was spit out onto the carpet, I was told to not "fucking irritate" and called names. Plus the glaring and the humiliation topped the cake rather nicely. Rather.

Fuck you, Hubby, fuck you.

posted by La Eposa @ 12:42 AM