So I go to work, then come home, and still no help.
he pays no attention to my needs, only himself.
I'm not dumb, why the fuck he want to put his time on shit of mine?
now that I'm home, it's his excuse to not help and thinks that's fine.
I do a load of laundry, give the dogs a bath, do the dishes, dry the clothes, and put another load, and still no offer to help me.
what the fuck was he doing while I was gone?
probably online looking at the next bitch, getting off on someone else, besides me.
I get it, I don't turn him on the way I use to when he first got with me.
damn, I thought by now he'd appreciate the things I do, guess it's not enough for him to put me first priority.
©mamacita
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