Left Bank Loser
So, I was shacked up with this dude for two damn years—vacations, big dreams, even a shared loan hanging over our heads like a guillotine. He slogged away delivering packages, coming home wiped out, while I hustled from the couch as a freelancer. Then one day, I swing by early from getting my nails done, only to catch him on our couch with our so-called mutual buddy. Her panties? Bunched at her knees. He’s got the nerve to mumble, “We were just kissing.” I fired back, “Cool, shack up together then and split the damn loan!” I stormed out, but now he’s blowing up my phone, whining that he “slipped up.”
#cheating #drama #breakup #savage
So, I was shacked up with this dude for two damn years—vacations, big dreams, even a shared loan hanging over our heads like a guillotine. He slogged away delivering packages, coming home wiped out, while I hustled from the couch as a freelancer. Then one day, I swing by early from getting my nails done, only to catch him on our couch with our so-called mutual buddy. Her panties? Bunched at her knees. He’s got the nerve to mumble, “We were just kissing.” I fired back, “Cool, shack up together then and split the damn loan!” I stormed out, but now he’s blowing up my phone, whining that he “slipped up.”
#cheating #drama #breakup #savage
6 days ago