1) Sorry. That sucks.
2) It’s easier to blame the person he cheated with because it sucks when someone you love hurts you, and it sucks a little less when someone you don’t even know fucked you over and seduced someone you love, who was more or less unwitting.
3) C’mon… if your boyfriend was that stupid, you’re well rid of him. It’s insulting toward him, and probably men in general, to behave as if anything with a penis has no agency in this world.
4) In addition to being misandristic, it’s mysoginistic to, by default, put other women in the category of evil whore. You’ve successfully demeaned two entire sexes. That’s all the people. (Unless your boyfriend cheated on you with a boy.)
5) Sorry again. Seriously. It does suck.
If this looks more like a hair accessory than a Star Trek: The Next Generation role-playing accessory to you, then we probably weren’t friends as kids.
“I’ve never felt this way before” isn’t inherently a great reason to jump into anything. I mean, I’ve never felt an anal fissure before, but I don’t assume that would end well.
I would pay so much money for someone to give me an honest assessment of how I’m perceived by others. And then I suspect I would pay even more money for that Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind procedure to have the knowledge of it erased.
If Romney wins the Presidency, let’s let him make a separate nation state for the gay people to live in. And then at the very last minute, we’ll all go live there with them. And then the jerks did all the work, and we don’t have to live with assholes anymore.
Well, no, we do, because look, some gay people are assholes. That can’t be helped. But at least everybody gets to fuck whoever they want on our side of the fence.
(And this won’t work for me anyway, because I’m Canadian.)