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Y’ALL. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY HUSBAND. 💀😂 I have a HUGE phobia of anything getting near my eyeball. ANYTHING. Fingers, hands, objects, the fucking wind if it looks at me wrong. KEEP THAT SHIT AWAY FROM MY FACE. 👁️🚫 Michael KNOWS THIS. We have been together for FOURTEEN FUCKING YEARS. This man has had ample time to learn my fears, my triggers, my boundaries, and the general rules of survival when living with me. AND OUT OF ALL THE WAYS IN THIS ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD TO ANNOY ME… THIS BALD-HEADED, BIG-FOREHEAD-HAVING MOTHERFUCKER DECIDED TO STICK HIS FINGER ON MY EYELID. 😭💀 MY EYELID. THE PROTECTIVE BARRIER BETWEEN MY EYEBALL AND THE OUTSIDE WORLD. THE ONE FUCKING PLACE HE KNOWS GOOD AND WELL HE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TOUCHING. SIR. EXCUSE ME. WHO THE FUCK AUTHORIZED THIS LEVEL OF VIOLENCE AGAINST MY PEACE?! I swear to every deity in every pantheon that man wakes up every morning and asks himself, “How can I make my wife question why she hasn’t buried me in the backyard yet?” And the worst part? HE THINKS THIS SHIT IS FUNNY. Meanwhile, I’m over here fighting for my life, experiencing a full-body fight-or-flight response, and mentally drafting divorce papers over a fucking FINGER ON MY EYELID. Fourteen years of marriage, three daughters, a whole-ass household, and THIS is the shit that might finally take me out. Not infidelity. Not financial betrayal. Not some dramatic marriage-ending revelation. A BALD-HEADED MAN WITH A FIVE-HEAD AND NO FUCKING SELF-PRESERVATION SKILLS. Michael, baby, I love you. But if you ever put another appendage within a five-mile radius of my eyeballs, I am legally changing your name to Exhibit A. 😂🖤 @Get_em_Spaded
Y’ALL. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY HUSBAND. 💀😂 I have a HUGE phobia of anything getting near my eyeball. ANYTHING. Fingers, hands, objects, the fucking wind if it looks at me wrong. KEEP THAT SHIT AWAY FROM MY FACE. 👁️🚫 Michael KNOWS THIS. We have been together for FOURTEEN FUCKING YEARS. This man has had ample time to learn my fears, my triggers, my boundaries, and the general rules of survival when living with me. AND OUT OF ALL THE WAYS IN THIS ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD TO ANNOY ME… THIS BALD-HEADED, BIG-FOREHEAD-HAVING MOTHERFUCKER DECIDED TO STICK HIS FINGER ON MY EYELID. 😭💀 MY EYELID. THE PROTECTIVE BARRIER BETWEEN MY EYEBALL AND THE OUTSIDE WORLD. THE ONE FUCKING PLACE HE KNOWS GOOD AND WELL HE IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TOUCHING. SIR. EXCUSE ME. WHO THE FUCK AUTHORIZED THIS LEVEL OF VIOLENCE AGAINST MY PEACE?! I swear to every deity in every pantheon that man wakes up every morning and asks himself, “How can I make my wife question why she hasn’t buried me in the backyard yet?” And the worst part? HE THINKS THIS SHIT IS FUNNY. Meanwhile, I’m over here fighting for my life, experiencing a full-body fight-or-flight response, and mentally drafting divorce papers over a fucking FINGER ON MY EYELID. Fourteen years of marriage, three daughters, a whole-ass household, and THIS is the shit that might finally take me out. Not infidelity. Not financial betrayal. Not some dramatic marriage-ending revelation. A BALD-HEADED MAN WITH A FIVE-HEAD AND NO FUCKING SELF-PRESERVATION SKILLS. Michael, baby, I love you. But if you ever put another appendage within a five-mile radius of my eyeballs, I am legally changing your name to Exhibit A. 😂🖤 @Get_em_Spaded

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