The Breakfast Club 2: Electric Boogaloo
Today, my husband's high school friends got together tonight. Nothing more pathetic than listening to a bunch of losers reliving their glory days as high school seniors. I honestly thought I would have picked someone better than this. My husband fucking peaked at 17. FML
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1gullible_bugger 34
If that's how you think of the person you "love" and married, then he should leave you. He deserves better than you!
Hempseed 27
You clearly don't love him. So why the **** are you wasting both your time? If you're unhappy, get a divorce. Or be an adult and work through your bullshit.
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1gullible_bugger 34
If that's how you think of the person you "love" and married, then he should leave you. He deserves better than you!
RichardPencil 32
I hope you played that Bruce Springsteen song on endless loop and sang along with "leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of..."
Hempseed 27
You clearly don't love him. So why the **** are you wasting both your time? If you're unhappy, get a divorce. Or be an adult and work through your bullshit.
JillianJuneBug 39
Wow this is the pettiest thing I’ve ever heard somebody complain about
sisoladra 20
Wow.....harsh.
jbuckets_404 39
And you didn't know this about your husband before you got married because...???
Hangryko 32
He sure did peak at 17. He later married you.
Mungolikecandy 19
I am guessing he was a jock at school...that said it does not mean he peaked just that he lived a different life then ands nostalgia is not a bad thing.
Sinshine 28
It sounds like you peaked at birth.
sarkycow 25
**** me. Hopefully he didn't know you in HS because that will mean he gets to reminisce about a HAPPY time in his life. Usually I wouldn't go the "get a ******* divorce" route but it seems that anything he could\would do, for you and your marriage, still wouldn't be good enough for you. Anyway, what's so wonderful about you? **** YOUR HUSBAND'S LIFE, not yours.