Same crap, different day

He never remembers to call me when he's going to be late. He's usually home by 12:15. It's already almost 1.i should never have to wonder where he is. Given the opportunity, I will always imagine he is in ae other woman's bed because of precedence. Even if it was only the one time it doesn't change that fact. He doesn't think of me for anything other than sex. Exaggeration, of course. But, that's how it feels. I know If he touches affectionately it's because he wants some. Ugh! What a jerk! And, doesn't it suck that I only seem to write when I'm upset? I need to make a change.