Imagine being such a lying, lazy, leeching fool of a man

A homeowner in his 40s... taking from an "artist" 🙄🙄🙄 (I do not make much money). I do not own a home. I do not have a car.

I made gross meat for him. (I don't eat it).

I struggled to get things done and clean and in time for him (food, plus cleaning my place because he never had me over).

I bought him nice food from local makers to take home with him. Frozen things and nice stuff from the bakery.

I'd buy him three pastries at a time because I was trying to learn what he liked.

I made him breakfasts and lunches for work. And always dinners, of course.

We had a lot of sex. Because I loved it. Because I thought he was just with me.

I want to give willingly. I love to. But I want truth.

And apparently the truth hurts? Yes it did.

But it wouldn't have if you'd told me when I asked five times. So I could guard my heart. You shitcunt