#queued

It all started when your girlfriend told you that her coworker had asked her out on a date. Noticing your lack of response, she assumed that if she agreed, you would finally speak up. Several dates later, she had grown more distant, and you still hadn’t said a word. It wasn’t until one evening, when she casually mentioned their next plans together, that it hit you—your silence had let everything spiral out of control. By then, it was too late to change anything, and the realization stung: you had lost her to someone else, someone who had been more willing to take action when you remained passive.

You know soon enough he’s gonna be introducing you to him at the next dorm party and making some excuse to give you two some time alone

Looks like you'll be taking one for the 'team'...

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There's a special kind of power you feel when you know you are the one who wears the pants in the relationship. Well... let's be real, any of you losers reading this don't know what I'm talking about. It's a power that has my boy toys begging me to fuck a better dick than they can provide. A power that gets their cocks nice and hard just thinking of the way a real man can make me scream. Don't worry, if you don't think that could be you just you wait, all my little gooners come around to turning into my little cucks sooner or later. Well anyways, I have to go, there's a hung stud waiting for me.

Right, back in the groove beta bitches. Free task for you all. Go and reblog your top ten fav captions of mine. Send proof for another reward/task

Your girlfriend has noticed you aren't man enough to stop her from staying out late, even hours after the clubs have closed

You had accompanied your husband to a party at his friend's house, but after getting too drunk to drive you two home, your pathetic husband asked if he could crash in the guest room. You knew better than to stay up late with your husband's cocky friend, but with alcohol clouding your judgement, you made decisions that would now need explaining.

My girlfriend tends to get a little too bold when she drinks, and after running into a friend at a bar, she seemed set on getting her "nightly prize." When we came back to the house, she sent me to the guest room for some privacy, and from the sounds I heard through the wall, it was probably for the best

You spent nearly an hour pleading with your girlfriend to agree to just one date with your bully. When she finally gave in, her response was cold and cutting — "I'm going to make you wish he beat you up instead."