Forum Overview :: =( :: Re: you're right, she didn't care about him being a shutin

[quote name="Souffle of Pain"][quote name="Creexul :("][quote name="Amac DO"]All that stuff Creexul said about oh, she was so nice, nicer than she's ever been! when she was there, in real life. Well guess what, not everyone has lived their life on the internet and grown completely jaded and cool there. actually, most people are far stupider on the internet than in real life. so go figure.[/quote] In precious REAL LIFE (oooooooo not real life!), sassy refused to tell me what flight she was on, what airline she was on, and where she was going to show up in the airport until after she landed, because she wanted me to find her. She refused to meet at the hotel she already planned to go to, because, seriously, <b><i>she said it made her feel like a whore</i></b>. I'm sure her face was burning with shame at the very consideration of meeting at a hotel. This was days after she had her weed dealer come over while her boyfriend was away so she could fuck him, and then after having had sex with someone else while her coke dealer neighbor video taped her. And on and on and on and on and on and on. Hey, what would a normal person do in this situation? Because I went through it and met up with her anyway. But this is all normal and people make mistakes and blah blah blah excuses because SHE LOVED ME (and wasn't it just so obvious?), so I must've been jealous that we weren't married already and she was whoring it up, even though she is a normal girl and doesn't actually do that stuff except in my crazy retarded mind, plus I was impotent the entire time yet somehow she decided to fake a ton of orgasms constantly while I tried to fit half an inch of impotent dick into a 15 inch condom, all before swearing bitter revenge as she went to cry in the shower (followed immediately by the promise of getting together again some time for MORE FUN ^_~). Bitches are all crazy anyway, except for sassy since I was just making all of that up (see: jealous, impotency, autism, eating shit), so that makes me a sick disgusting jerk for throwing away my one chance at true love! And she didn't even do anything wrong, even though some people make mistakes sometimes (those aren't two contradictory ideas I guess, but I wouldn't know would I). Just like some people go thousands of dollars into debt on their credit cards sometimes. Who am I to judge them? It's not like I have a credit card myself. Sadly, none of you can see yourselves now flailing out of control like little girls staining their dresses with tears, and I don't even know why most of you care (besides being huge fags and crying over someone's dumbass FEELINGS). If it isn't agonizingly obvious by now, the people who think I'm an idiot because of this? They're the actual idiots. They would've been the same people who would tell me I was an autistic shit-eating retard for liking her, if the circumstances were different, like if she was ugly or fat or something. It doesn't matter for a second who doesn't believe me or not. Since I know I'm right, knowing all the details and NOT being the alcoholic drug addict here, I couldn't fucking give a fuck about who cried on their snowglobes over this. And I also don't give any extra fucking fucks about some dumbasses dead dumbass friend who shit his <b>fuckin</b> pants as soon as the hammer fell. IF ONLY I COULD HAVE BEEN THERE TO CONSUME THAT SHIT AND TRY TO GAIN SOME OF HIS "NORMAL PERSON" POWWAS![/quote] If you had led with this, this entire thread and the other three just like it would never have happened. I know they say you're kind of a retard, but this makes enough sense considering. You shouldn't have to use a GPS device in order to pick up some broad from the internet to have sex with. Before Jhoh had even made his first move (am I wrong or did he learn how to drive for this special event? And how did the real thing compare to Need for Speed/Burnout/etc?) she tried to intentionally become lost, made you find a less whorey hotel and just started gushing blood over everything. Everytime I've ever been to Detroit I've become an unlapsed Catholic just praying (PRAYING!) to make it out alive and there you are, awkwardly going from hotel to seedy hotel until she found one with the right doile pattern for the windowblinds. [/quote]