Drinsic
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If we"re starved for breakup stories, I"ll share one, too. It"s not the most exciting, but anyway. The ex I"ve posted numerous pictures of, I dated her for most of my last year of undergrad and first year of grad school. She had just moved into town for school and got hired at the restaurant I worked at. I got to know her and she told me she was seeing someone. She"d only been to one party in town prior - hosted by some faggot with the last name Miller, whose royal decree was that no beer be drank except Miller Lite. I asked her what kind of queers she hangs out with and found out her boyfriend lives 3 hours away in Knoxville. I invited her out to some parties and friends" places, and we start dating shortly afterwards.
She"s not the smartest, could be bitchy at times and her face is maybe a 5 or a 6, but she didn"t seem batshit insane at the time, her body was fantastic, and she was awesome in the sack. She seemed utterly devoted to me and did pretty much anything I asked, so I figured it was a pretty good setup for the foreseeable future, and she moved in with me. She was also the only girl I"d dated that the pill didn"t turn into a fat psychopath, so having a smoking body to blow my load in every night was pretty cool, too. Does make for some scares when your girl has an irregular cycle though.
Anyway, fastforward about a year and she"s dropped out of school and serving full-time. I"m less than thrilled about that but the extra money is nice so I didn"t really put up that big of a fight. She says she"s in love and talking about the possibility of marriage. In retrospect this confuses me, because I was an asshole to her. I never cheated on her or even remotely came close, but I was overboard on the bros before hoes. We"d go out at night with my friends (she never really made any of her own while we were together), drink for a while, and she"d want to go home early if she had work in the morning. So I"d take her back to the house, she"d ask me to stay, I"d say "tomorrow night", fuck her to sleep, then go back out, drink with my friends until daylight, and usually wake her up in the process of drunkenly falling into bed. Just about every night. Eventually I let slip that I"m not really considering marriage as a possibility at the moment. I come home one day and see that she was looking for a new apartment, ask her what"s up, and she wants to break it off. She"s looking for marriage eventually, and if I"m not, then I"m wasting her time, etc. So we end it.
I was pretty bummed about it at first, but within two days she tells me she wants to keep having sex until one of us meets someone else. I say ok, and realize that all I really missed was the sex. She even admitted that"s all that kept her around as long as she did. This lasted maybe a little over a month until she started dating a coworker. They dated for a few months, but that relationship didn"t work out too well apparently since she eventually started to come over to my place a few nights in a row. The guy she was dating drove by my house and found her car there. He didn"t break up with her over it, instead just keeps begging her to stay away from me. She breaks it off with him, we start hooking up again on the regular and entertaining the idea of getting back together.
We give it another shot (stupid, I know), and I catch her lying about some shit. I have no proof she cheated on me, but the lack of trust was enough for me to say fuck it. I"d never be able to trust her. Not to mention she cheated on someone else with me, so I don"t know why that alone didn"t send off red flags. I don"t want herpes.
She ended up going back to the guy from before and within a month offered me $100 to massage (read: fuck) her. I tell her to get a massage from him. She tells me his massages suck. I laughed at that. I declined since I was already dating someone else at the time.
Skip another year and a half and I run into her older sister who was actually smart and level-headed. I asked her how things were and how the ex is doing. Turns out she got knocked up by some other guy, has a kid now, and is engaged to this dude, who"s apparently weird as shit according to the sister.
She"s not the smartest, could be bitchy at times and her face is maybe a 5 or a 6, but she didn"t seem batshit insane at the time, her body was fantastic, and she was awesome in the sack. She seemed utterly devoted to me and did pretty much anything I asked, so I figured it was a pretty good setup for the foreseeable future, and she moved in with me. She was also the only girl I"d dated that the pill didn"t turn into a fat psychopath, so having a smoking body to blow my load in every night was pretty cool, too. Does make for some scares when your girl has an irregular cycle though.
Anyway, fastforward about a year and she"s dropped out of school and serving full-time. I"m less than thrilled about that but the extra money is nice so I didn"t really put up that big of a fight. She says she"s in love and talking about the possibility of marriage. In retrospect this confuses me, because I was an asshole to her. I never cheated on her or even remotely came close, but I was overboard on the bros before hoes. We"d go out at night with my friends (she never really made any of her own while we were together), drink for a while, and she"d want to go home early if she had work in the morning. So I"d take her back to the house, she"d ask me to stay, I"d say "tomorrow night", fuck her to sleep, then go back out, drink with my friends until daylight, and usually wake her up in the process of drunkenly falling into bed. Just about every night. Eventually I let slip that I"m not really considering marriage as a possibility at the moment. I come home one day and see that she was looking for a new apartment, ask her what"s up, and she wants to break it off. She"s looking for marriage eventually, and if I"m not, then I"m wasting her time, etc. So we end it.
I was pretty bummed about it at first, but within two days she tells me she wants to keep having sex until one of us meets someone else. I say ok, and realize that all I really missed was the sex. She even admitted that"s all that kept her around as long as she did. This lasted maybe a little over a month until she started dating a coworker. They dated for a few months, but that relationship didn"t work out too well apparently since she eventually started to come over to my place a few nights in a row. The guy she was dating drove by my house and found her car there. He didn"t break up with her over it, instead just keeps begging her to stay away from me. She breaks it off with him, we start hooking up again on the regular and entertaining the idea of getting back together.
We give it another shot (stupid, I know), and I catch her lying about some shit. I have no proof she cheated on me, but the lack of trust was enough for me to say fuck it. I"d never be able to trust her. Not to mention she cheated on someone else with me, so I don"t know why that alone didn"t send off red flags. I don"t want herpes.
She ended up going back to the guy from before and within a month offered me $100 to massage (read: fuck) her. I tell her to get a massage from him. She tells me his massages suck. I laughed at that. I declined since I was already dating someone else at the time.
Skip another year and a half and I run into her older sister who was actually smart and level-headed. I asked her how things were and how the ex is doing. Turns out she got knocked up by some other guy, has a kid now, and is engaged to this dude, who"s apparently weird as shit according to the sister.
