I have to take this back. I cheated all the time and I realized I hurt my partner, psychologically and emotionally. It put me in therapy for three years. We had an open relationship, but we were not supposed to see anyone more than once or twice and I fell for a fucking party boy in Bangkok oink oink oink
with this guy, our first date was wasn’t it with a discussion that we were not going to be monogamous at all and not be jealous as long as we didn’t fuck around with more than once or twice our second day wasn’t a bath house watching each other get bread, loving it I knew it wasn’t gonna work out. Well I knew it was not going to work out well but your mind plays terrible trick than you.