#cheating

It’s easier to hide your smoking habit on a foggy day. Let that be a lesson for you and your secret lover.
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— Jarod Kintz

#cheating #foggy #funny #hide #hiding

How could you do that to me?" I repeat. I don´t have to itemize. He knows what I speak of. Eventually N produces three answers, in this order: 1. "Because I am a complete rotter." I silently agree, but it´s a cop-out: I have maggots, therefore I am dead. 2. "I was stressed at work and unhappy and we were always fighting...and you know I was just crazy..." I cut him off, saying, "You don´t get to be crazy. You did exactly what you chose to do." Which is true, he did. It is what he has always done. He therefore seems slightly puzzled at the need for further diagnosis, which may explain his third response: 3. "I don´t know." This, I feel instinctively, is the correct answer. How can I stay angry with him for being what he is? I was, after all, his wife, and I chose him. No coincidences, that´s what Freud said. None. Ever. I wipe my eyes on my sleeve and walk toward the truck, saying to his general direction, "Fine. At least now I know: You don´t know." I stop and turn around and fire one more question: a bullet demanding attention in the moment it enters the skin and spreads outward, an important bullet that must be acknowledged. "What did you feel?" After a lengthy pause, he answers. "I felt nothing." And that, I realize too late, was not the whole truth, but was a valid part of the truth. Oh, and welcome to the Serengeti. That too. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

Attraction The whites of his eyes pull me like moons. He smiles. I believe his face. Already my body slips down in the chair: I recline on my side, offering peeled grapes. I can taste his tongue in my mouth whenever he speaks. I suspect he lies. But my body oils itself loose. When he gets up to fix a drink my legs like derricks hoist me off the seat. I am thirsty, it seams. Already I see the seduction far off in the distance like a large tree dwarfed by a rise in the road. I put away objections as quietly as quilts. Already I explain to myself how marriages are broken-- accidentally, like arms or legs. ↗

— Enid Shomer

#cheating #desire #infidelity #marriage #poetry

...I feel like a traitor, a phony, a fake. But I am a hypocrite with the best intentions, and I need kissing desperately. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#ex-boyfriends #heart-broken #hypocrite #kissing #love

A woman who would steal your love when your love was really all you had to give was not much of a woman. ↗

— Stephen King

#cheating #cheating-spouse #love #woman #love

I won't stay in with married men any more said the wise girl they're too agreeable, it's a little too much like curling up with the good book. You mean a good book Oh, dear, did I say the good book sighed the witch. ↗

— Norman Mailer

#affairs #bible #cheating #good-book #reading

I feel incendiary, a wildfire. My spirit licks at the gates of a very elaborate, customized, and distracting emotional Hades. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

How do you know? How best to ensure his nervous breakdown?" I ask. "Keep going," Christian says. "Just go on as if nothing has happened. We all hate that. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

Flannel shirts should be outlawed for ex husbands; I realize this now. Flannel shirts are to women what crotchless panties are to men. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#divorce #husband #infidelity #marriage #seperation

Follow the Pfizer pill road! Follow the Pfizer pill road! Follow, follow, follow, follow, Follow the Pfizer pill road! ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#divorce #husband #infidelity #marriage #seperation