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fucking bastard....
hey all, me and joe are done...the fucking bastard was cheating on me...
here is the story....
he gets this job, which is all fine and dandy, but then about a month into it, he starts staying away longer and just going to bed when he did come home....well, last friday, he didnt come home till like eleven at night...and when he did, he's all like i'm sorry i had to work late and then i went over to my friend paul's house and accidently fell asleep on his couch...and i was like, and you couldnt call and at least tell me where you were? and he was like, no it's long distance and my phone wasnt turned on yet....i said that there was such things as payphones still...anyway, i started being suspious that night...but then the next morning i took kaylee to church, and on the way home, mom asked if i could stay for lunch, and i called joe and asked him if it was ok with him and he said yeah...so i go and i'm in the middle of helping mom make lunch and he calls (his phone was turned on then) and says he wants me to come and get him and he'll take me back to moms and he wants to go out to pauls and drink...i was like at two in the afternoon? and he makes up some story..so now i'm pissed and i go get him and let him have the car and he takes kaylee with him, which i thought was kind of strange, he says that he'll only be gone a few hours....that was at like two thirty...he didnt call, or come back till midnight....so i was really pissed.....i went right to bed when we got home....he comes in about a half an hour later and starts bitching at me because i didnt go out to the living room because he wanted to talk to me.....but we went to bed and sunday morning i got up and went to start cleaning the house and i start to find little shit that told me that there was someone in our apartment the night before....there was a cup holder from hardees there and two straw holders on the floor....i asked him where they came from and he said i dunno....and i yelled at him for it....then i went on cleaning and i went into the bedroom and noticed that the bottom blanket was made on our bed but the top one was fucked up...and this part of the story dont fit, maybe it was a later time i seen that but it happened at some point...and i started folding cloths and when i got done, i was putting it all away, and when i got to my underwear, i opened my drawer and a pair of his pants were stuffed in my drawer...well shit pretty much hit the fan that day...but he straightened me out and i was ok...then later that evening, he asked me what i was planning on doing the next night, and i was like, nothing, why are you going to go stay at pauls? and he was like yeah..i was going to....and i was like whatever....so we went to bed...and the next morning, i got up with him and got him off to work, and he said he'd call me when he got off work to tell me what was going on...well he did and then right after that i was making kaylee clean her room and she comes out and says that she shouldnt have to clean all of it up because she didnt make all the mess, and i said well then who did? and she told me there was a little red headed kid there....i was like did someone bring him? and she said yeah that a girl had brought him...i asked her if it was an older girl, and she said yeah she was big like you....and i asked her if her daddy had done anything to her and she said yeah that they were kissing on the couch.....well that pissed me off really bad, and so i called joe and really bitched him out about it, and he denied it....but then i asked him what paul's last name was and he didnt know....i told him that when he got to pauls that he needed to ask him and call and tell me so i could call him and see if their stories matched...he said ok....and then he never called me the rest of the night....as all of the night was happened, i was talking to the girl he broke up with to go out with me, we have started talking and are pretty good friends....she thought i should call his parents and tell them what was going on so if they thought that kaylee should get out of that situation, they could come and get her....anyway, i get a phone call from his dad at like eleven...and then joe called me at like six in the morning, telling me that he was really pissed because i talked to jean (the ex g/f) about all of this...and when he got home that night he sent kaylee outside and then told me pretty much that he and i were over because i jepordized his relationship with his daughter by talking to jean about it....and i was like fine i'll pack my stuff and leave then...so i go and start to get all my shit out of the closet and stuff, and i found like four pairs of my underwear that had been laying on the ground, and a nightgown that i had wore friday night, all stuffed into the bottom of the closet....and then i found the one and only picture of me that joe had had on our bedroom wall, kind of crumpled up and stuffed into the closet too, and i took it out to him and asked why in the fuck the picture was in the closet and he said that he didnt know that it probably fell off the wall, and i said, yeah, it fell, grew legs and ran to the closet and dug itself into a hole and hid in there...he said he didnt know how it got there...so i continued to pack my stuff, and he just watched me....when i got it all done pretty much, i sat in the chair and said something that made him deny all of it again, and i was like, joe, it's done and over with, why in the fuck are you still denying it? it's not like you need to hide it anymore....he's all like, ok, you wanna hear it, i've been fucking someone else for the past two weeks.....and i was like ok, that's all i needed to know....and i left....i called travis on the way out of town and he told me to come and visit him, and so i did, and he came back here with me and he's going to get an apartment with me here in centerville and we are going to work to pay off my bills and then we are going to try and go to the job corps in st paul minnesoda....but he's so happy that we are going to try this again, he tells me every day that he's so happy that i gave him another chance.....and i'm glad too. he makes me feel good about myself....he calls me goregous all the time...i dont think so, but i'm still glad...lol anyway, i need to go, i have to wake him up...
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