... and I'm out of here.
The BF has called it quits, 'can't rationalise the greater picture' or somesuch twaddle. What's to rationalise? My wife, the occasionally second most gorgeous woman on the planet*, no strings attached and he can't 'rationalise' it. Screw him, the selfish fucking git. Fed up with bending over backwards to accommodate other people's feelings and fix this. Not doing it any more.
What I have to do now is fix my marriage now the huge fucking monkey spanner has gone off and removed its self-indulgent navel-gazing self.
My wife has dreadful taste in men.
And what does that say about me?
Thanks for the help. Don't think I'll be back
*sometimes beaten into second place by Diana Rigg, Jane Fonda, Janeane Garofalo, or Helena Bonham Carter depending upon my mood.
Last edited by Casablanca; 06-19-2012 at 12:41 PM.