The Stupid Bitches Club

There comes a time is every relationship nearing or stuggling on it's last legs for that single phrase, incredibly thoughtless action, or just a final straw that completes the breakup hat to its' OVER!

I am not sure why one holds on to a relationship that struggles, suffocates, and no longer brings joy, but I am pretty sure it has to do with being along or back in the single pool. Or at least, it was in my case, it's OK though months later I can admit my own weakness. Waht was I thinking? However, after this last straw I will be the happiest "single" woman around and by god, I am creating a club.

My very own club in which I will proudly lead for girls only that have reached that final straw and declared -- FREEDOM! To all of us I present, "The Stupid Bitches Club!" Because, we must be the stupidest bitches alive to think that we can live, survive, and be happy without em'. Not to mention it was the punchline that added the final straw to my perfect end of the road hat!

A group where all of us girls can gossip, gaggle, and endulge in the stupidity that kept us within the bonds of bad relationships for WAY TOO LONG! We can compare notes, sip on some sweet homemade wine, and nibble on sweets and delicacies while we revel in the greatness of being woman and strong enough to find the future that we deserve with the men deserving of us.

Sorry boys, but in that moment (when you fucked it all up) you declared who you really were and were found less than worth our time any longer. Toodles....