Sit your ass down.

Do you think I like repeating myself? Do you think I enjoy saying things just to hear the sound of my own voice? Do you think I'm telling you what I want done just to fucking say it? I'll wait while you come up with an answer. I don't understand why we're continuously having this same conversation. I'm so close to kicking you out and breaking up with you.

Why has the kitchen been a mess? Why haven't the dishes been done? Those 3 new pieces of art I asked you to hang in the hallway still haven't been hung. I mentioned the garage needed organizing on Tuesd...

Sit your ass down.

Do you think I like repeating myself? Do you think I enjoy saying things just to hear the sound of my own voice? Do you think I'm telling you what I want done just to fucking say it? I'll wait while you come up with an answer. I don't understand why we're continuously having this same conversation. I'm so close to kicking you out and breaking up with you.

Why has the kitchen been a mess? Why haven't the dishes been done? Those 3 new pieces of art I asked you to hang in the hallway still haven't been hung. I mentioned the garage needed organizing on Tuesday. It's Friday evening. I've been putting in so many long hours with new clients this week and nothing I've told you to do around the house, my house, has gotten done. You're lucky I'm not going to come over there and beat your ass right now. You've been nothing but a terrible, pathetic excuse for a boyfriend. I don't even want to fuck you anymore.

Since you've continued to test my patience and act as if there aren't consequences to your actions, I'm going to remind you how it works around here with a little demonstration. Get on your knees and crawl over to me. You see these beat up white converse? I've gotten a lot of use out of them at the gym over the years. Most of these black scuffs are from stretching on the matts or doing lunges, two things I've have focusing on a lot this year. I'm not ready to part ways with these high tops just yet so you're going to get to work cleaning them until they look brand new. No sponge, no paper towels, no Mr. Clean magic eraser, just your tongue.

Welcome to: The Consequences of Your Own Actions! Cause: you don't do what you're told. Effect: you have to get on your knees, crawl over to me, and use your tongue to clean my gym sneakers until I'm satisfied.