Living in a Polish household ridden with domestic disputes, casual racism and a sexist father is quite the struggle for a 16 year old aspiring artist like myself, on top of this I've got to deal with shit loads of coursework and revision from my school and dipshit friends like Mollie. But as if my life wasn't hard enough.
My boyfriend had to go and be homosexual.
Yep. That's right. My boyfriend of 1 year is a fucking homo. A BENDER. A faggot. Whatever your preferred slur is, he's THAT.
I thought I was safe of this issue, because he was asking for soapy boobs everynight and, well, men don't tend to have boobs. Well I was wrong, he has an anti bacterial fetish. Motherfucker uses insecticides as lube. AS LUBE!. There is no chance in hell he's fucking me with that shit. Feel free to thwack bees and flies with your disinfected cock but my kitty stays alive thanks. He fucking scratched me the other day? Like, nigga you're not an animal. Although he did get locked out and no food that day...
