She waited for him to get home from work;
She had stored up all her energy to rail against him for yet another lie;
The toxic fire exploding in her heart.. he hadn’t the trash out –again.
He was supposed to you know..
She asked so little yet gave so much;
Lazy bastard
Yep i used to be a lazy bastard once upon a time: went to work everyday and worked overtime, cooked my own lunches, did the laundry including hers and even took out the trash. All that and still had time to listen to her whine and complain while writing poetry. Oh and even put the toilet seat down! 🤤🤔
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