Looks Like You'll Be Taking One For The 'team'...

My girlfriend loves to send me post-sex selfies to remind me how quickly my "friends" would betray me, and how easily she can do it behind my back

You had accompanied your husband to a party at his friend's house, but after getting too drunk to drive you two home, your pathetic husband asked if he could crash in the guest room. You knew better than to stay up late with your husband's cocky friend, but with alcohol clouding your judgement, you made decisions that would now need explaining.

It all started when your girlfriend told you that her coworker had asked her out on a date. Noticing your lack of response, she assumed that if she agreed, you would finally speak up. Several dates later, she had grown more distant, and you still hadn’t said a word. It wasn’t until one evening, when she casually mentioned their next plans together, that it hit you—your silence had let everything spiral out of control. By then, it was too late to change anything, and the realization stung: you had lost her to someone else, someone who had been more willing to take action when you remained passive.

Your girlfriend has always teased you about spending time with people she believes don't truly appreciate your friendship. But you've known these friends for years and trust them with your life. Undeterred by her criticism, you decide to take on her challenge — giving her 15 minutes alone with one of your closest friends to prove just how deep your trust runs.

After lingering at the bar for a while, you head back to the dance floor, only to feel your stomach drop when you spot your friend of five years jamming his tongue down your girlfriends throat.

Your girlfriend has noticed you aren't man enough to stop her from staying out late, even hours after the clubs have closed

Right, back in the groove beta bitches. Free task for you all. Go and reblog your top ten fav captions of mine. Send proof for another reward/task

There's a special kind of power you feel when you know you are the one who wears the pants in the relationship. Well... let's be real, any of you losers reading this don't know what I'm talking about. It's a power that has my boy toys begging me to fuck a better dick than they can provide. A power that gets their cocks nice and hard just thinking of the way a real man can make me scream. Don't worry, if you don't think that could be you just you wait, all my little gooners come around to turning into my little cucks sooner or later. Well anyways, I have to go, there's a hung stud waiting for me.