I Don’t Regret Cheating On My Boyfriend, Here’s Why
I think part of the reason I cheated on Justin was because prior to meeting him I had just ended a five-year relationship with someone else. So eight years of my life have been spent in committed, …
What a horrible, horrible woman. ”I have a right to cheat as a woman. I need to cheat. I am entitled to sex no matter what my boyfriend feels. Here’s why.”
Her poor pussywhipped feller better get the fuck out of there, before she gives him herpes on purpose or has him raise another man’s child “for women’s rights”
Anyone remember where Brian cheated on his older girlfriend, and was all like “yeah that cheating was good for us! Now I realise how much I love you and that you’re my soulmate and shit!” and she saw through that bullshit and told him to fuck off?
Also, lovely slut shaming there. ”I’m not a slut! I’m not a bad person with no morals and I didn’t have a broken home or unhappy upbringing!!!!” Well listen here, slut. Guess what? I’m a slut too. But guess what? I am one in the sense of the word that I enjoy sex for its own sake: I like casual hookups, I like one night stands: however I don’t lead people on, I am always honest about what I’m after, I’ve been in open relationships: they had rules and I stuck by them (such as never having sex without asking my partner first, in fact most of the time it was threesomes he couldn’t come to), and above all, I would never ever cheat on my partner the way you did, then try to convince myself it was a good thing, and I certainly wouldn’t brag about it to the media, expecting praise and validation for my casual disregard for another human being (not only that my supposed soulmate’s) feelings for the sake of my own ego and humblebragging and attempt to get strangers to coo over me and erase my guilt. You’re just a dirty, selfish bitch. I hope you end up with neither of these guys, because you clearly don’t deserve either of them.