My Scumbag Years

I grew up starved of love. My parents never cared for me, and my grandmother didn’t love me either.

As I grew older, I became like a love-devouring beast, constantly seeking affection from others.

In the end, I angered my beautiful, devoted ex-girlfriend and teamed up with a ruthless, beautiful, wealthy woman I had an ambiguous relationship with. Together, they took revenge on me.

When marriage came up, my parents sneered at me: “Why would a scumbag like you get married?”

My former brothers treated me like prey, tearing into me without mercy.

Everyone blamed me for being a scumbag.

But she didn’t care at all. She was carrying my child, bringing me supplies, and fighting tooth and nail to claim me, the scumbag. She stopped at nothing to get her way.

Witness my tangled tale of love and hate, and my battles with beautiful women.