Karma’s a bitch, but you don’t have to be

Karma’s a bitch, but you don’t have to be

Felicity was dating one of Matt's friends, a rather dense boy whose talents including smashing beer cans on his face. As I settled into my seat trying to put on my best game face, I glanced over and noticed my notoriously unfaithful ex and this cute little thing locking eyes.  It was in that very moment I realized, I  was unceremoniously fucked.

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