So it happened in this order:
1. I found out that two women at work are pregnant, and I felt my heart sink. I do NOT want to be around pregnant people - thank god I've been made redundant.
2. I looked in the mirror and there was some sort of old haggered monster with no-make up, bags under her eyes and a depressed expression staring back at me.
3. Boyfriend's son was talking about how much his mummy loved his daddy and that she cried all the time. I have no sympathy for her, but the thought that another woman has so much control and effect over Boyfriend's life really FUCKS me off.
Background: Boyfriend had one night stand with some TRAMP, then months later he found out he had a 8 month old son, tests confirmed he was his, they've never had a relationship although she believes that she is "in love" because he is probably the best thing that has ever happened to her. She is a skank living in council accommodation and can't take care of her son. She is a slapper and loves putting it about. I've never met her and don't want to. I got with Boyfriend when son was 3. When I had miscarriage she loved it. God I hate her.
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2 comments:
eugh how.... council.
i'm guessing it was a drunken one night stand?
You're guessing correctly.
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