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    Break up with him sounds like domestic abuse imo..
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    It's a control thing, and a sign of abuse. Leave the little ****er.

    I've heard of cases where men like to feed women so they are less attractive to other males, in their eyes making them less likely to cheat. The fact that he gets jealous and angry when you talk to other males doesn't make that such a ridiculous idea.

    Keep your self respect, and leave. What a tool, people like him should be named and shamed.
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    (Original post by magnanimous20)
    my family loves him and doesn't know hes like this...
    Just say to them that it wasn't working out. Its your life, their not the one dating him.
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    maybe he wants a feeder relationship?
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    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HP24lxrrLQc

    Dump him you don't want to end up like that
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    (Original post by Salamandastron)
    Reminds me of this...
    Eat Meby Patience AgbabiWhen I hit thirty, he brought me a cake,
    three layers of icing, home-made,
    a candle for each stone in weight.
    The icing was white but the letters were pink,
    they said, eat me. And I ate, did
    what I was told. Didn’t even taste it.
    Then he asked me to get up and walk
    round the bed so he could watch my broad
    belly wobble, hips judder like a juggernaut.
    The bigger the better, he’d say, I like
    big girls, soft girls, girls I can burrow inside
    with multiple chins, masses of cellulite.
    I was his Jacuzzi. But he was my cook,
    my only pleasure the rush of fast food,
    his pleasure, to watch me swell like forbidden fruit.
    His breadfruit. His desert island after shipwreck.
    Or a beached whale on a king-size bed
    craving a wave. I was a tidal wave of flesh
    too fat to leave, too fat to buy a pint of full-fat milk,
    too fat to use fat as an emotional shield,
    too fat to be called chubby, cuddly, big-built.
    The day I hit thirty-nine, I allowed him to stroke
    my globe of a cheek. His flesh, my flesh flowed.
    He said, Open wide, poured olive oil down my throat.
    Soon you’ll be forty… he whispered, and how
    could I not roll over on top. I rolled and he drowned
    in my flesh. I drowned his dying sentence out.
    I left him there for six hours that felt like a week.
    His mouth slightly open, his eyes bulging with greed.
    There was nothing else left in the house to eat.
    Im sorry Genuinely though just dump him.
    I WAS JUST ABOUT TO POST THIS POEM YES

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    (Original post by Lemonsponge)
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HP24lxrrLQc

    Dump him you don't want to end up like that
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    thats really scary
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    (Original post by magnanimous20)
    my family loves him and doesn't know he's like this...
    This is part of his control - to make you feel helpless/'no-one will believe me'.

    Leave him. Do it tonight.
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    He wants to make u fat so you can't leave him for someone else. Dump his insecure ass.
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    Sounds like he is trying to harm you


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    And you are still with him? He is doing something you don't like and you are still with him? Seriously?
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    (Original post by magnanimous20)
    thats really scary
    I know right! She can't even breathe properly sitting down, that's not healthy at all
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    The guy sounds really awesome. Dont listen to half of the people on here cuz theyre all orobabky just jealous cuz they dont have anyone who gives a **** about them. Dont do something you'll regret because you only start understanding what you had when you dont have it anymore.
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    Imagine that

    Oi bby I bought u some food

    but i just finished eating the 5 super meatball pizzas you bought me....

    Come on we know u cant resist some kfc

    if you say so... *starts eating the chicken hiding the pain of how tired your jaw is*

    I think I'll order a big wedding cake tonight

    Omg why??

    to eat it innit, well ur gonna eat it, i'm just gonna watch
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    Well, the first thing you did was the right thing; give it space and tell him how you feel and let him know that his behaviour is not acceptable and why you feel that way. That is the first port of call so that he can recognise his behaviour and the effect it might have on you. If that fails then you can call it a day.....
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    (Original post by Salamandastron)
    Reminds me of this...
    Eat Meby Patience AgbabiWhen I hit thirty, he brought me a cake,
    three layers of icing, home-made,
    a candle for each stone in weight.The icing was white but the letters were pink,
    they said, eat me. And I ate, did
    what I was told. Didn’t even taste it.Then he asked me to get up and walk
    round the bed so he could watch my broad
    belly wobble, hips judder like a juggernaut.The bigger the better, he’d say, I like
    big girls, soft girls, girls I can burrow inside
    with multiple chins, masses of cellulite.I was his Jacuzzi. But he was my cook,
    my only pleasure the rush of fast food,
    his pleasure, to watch me swell like forbidden fruit.His breadfruit. His desert island after shipwreck.
    Or a beached whale on a king-size bed
    craving a wave. I was a tidal wave of fleshtoo fat to leave, too fat to buy a pint of full-fat milk,
    too fat to use fat as an emotional shield,
    too fat to be called chubby, cuddly, big-built.The day I hit thirty-nine, I allowed him to stroke
    my globe of a cheek. His flesh, my flesh flowed.
    He said, Open wide, poured olive oil down my throat.Soon you’ll be forty… he whispered, and how
    could I not roll over on top. I rolled and he drowned
    in my flesh. I drowned his dying sentence out.I left him there for six hours that felt like a week.
    His mouth slightly open, his eyes bulging with greed.
    There was nothing else left in the house to eat.Im sorry Genuinely though just dump him.
    Lol the perks of being an Edexcel, English lit student
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    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HP24lxrrLQc
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    (Original post by Salamandastron)
    Reminds me of this...
    Eat Meby Patience AgbabiWhen I hit thirty, he brought me a cake,
    three layers of icing, home-made,
    a candle for each stone in weight.The icing was white but the letters were pink,
    they said, eat me. And I ate, did
    what I was told. Didn’t even taste it.Then he asked me to get up and walk
    round the bed so he could watch my broad
    belly wobble, hips judder like a juggernaut.The bigger the better, he’d say, I like
    big girls, soft girls, girls I can burrow inside
    with multiple chins, masses of cellulite.I was his Jacuzzi. But he was my cook,
    my only pleasure the rush of fast food,
    his pleasure, to watch me swell like forbidden fruit.His breadfruit. His desert island after shipwreck.
    Or a beached whale on a king-size bed
    craving a wave. I was a tidal wave of fleshtoo fat to leave, too fat to buy a pint of full-fat milk,
    too fat to use fat as an emotional shield,
    too fat to be called chubby, cuddly, big-built.The day I hit thirty-nine, I allowed him to stroke
    my globe of a cheek. His flesh, my flesh flowed.
    He said, Open wide, poured olive oil down my throat.Soon you’ll be forty… he whispered, and how
    could I not roll over on top. I rolled and he drowned
    in my flesh. I drowned his dying sentence out.I left him there for six hours that felt like a week.
    His mouth slightly open, his eyes bulging with greed.
    There was nothing else left in the house to eat.Im sorry Genuinely though just dump him.
    haha wtf lmao...
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    (Original post by magnanimous20)
    since ive been with my boyfriend i've gained SOOO much weight because he buys me so much food and when i decline the offer, he gets angry. he also gets angry when i talk to other boys (even my cousin??) anyway ive kinda asked for space to think our relationship through
    Don't matter if your family love him, you are not happy and he is borderline abusing you. Finish him.
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    Reminds me of this...

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpO9lc5OJ-g
 
 
 
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