It's still too tender to tell the whole story, but bottom line is, I thought he was all that, a bag of chips, 32 ounce drink and icee on the side. I was ignoring all the red flags that went up. I simply did not see them. He ended it when he left to go home and slept with a woman that I reallly really disliked (and he knew it). He had talked shit about her to me, then went out and screwed what was, essentially a whore.
I was devastated.
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Impotentes defendere libertatem non possunt.
"Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth."
~Franklin D. Roosevelt
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