The audacity of this fat, pot bellied man to break up with me over me fake complaining that he isn’t romantic, just so he could believe that I actually liked him for more than the benefits I was getting from him. Now he’s back two days after, begging that he misses me and wants me back and he will love me better. I’m accepting him only to make him extremely comfortable before I shatter that fragile heart of his by ghosting him out of nowhere, right after choking him with TLC and the great sex he loves so much. My fear is that he might wanna breakup again before I have the chance to give him hot revenge. If he tries it, I’ll expose him to his wife whom he seems to fear so much.