I just found out that my boyfriend of 5 years is cheating on me and I'm pissed. I haven't let him know that I know yet, but when he goes back to our apartment and sees that I broke all his shit I think he will have a pretty dayum good idea that I'm pissed. But this dumb ass calls me to see if I'm okay because he thinks someone broke in. Dumb ass. Yes I'm fucking okay, but he's not going to be as soon as I get over there. I'm fighting the biggest urge not to cut his cheating ass just like I cut all the $200 Burberry polos I bought him. Piece of shit.
Wish me luck.
-Raging Sinner