why do i not have a single nice word to say about my exgf? thats a good question that no1 ever really asks. its a long story filled w/ a lot of messed up wanton acts that i had to put up with; betrayal, dishonesty, and all of those fun little games. the story has seemingly ended... for now. it sure did teach me a lot of things.
one thing it taught me, was never assume that ur friends are trying to make ur girlfriend look bad by callin her a whore. especially if they hang out w/ people that have known her longer than and better than u have. a lot of my friends were tellin me that about her but i didnt believe them until i found out the hard way. of course, the credibility of the person sayin it all depends on who it is and what kind of person they are. lookin back at it, i should have listened to my friends.
however, i was blinded by what i thought was the adoration of an honest and loyal girl. one of the first of her "games", was her reason for not pushin sum guy that was making out with her off of her. that had happened when i was not around in the halls of school. according to her, sum senior, that she had never met b4, had walked up to her, pinned her against a locker, and started makin out with her. she didnt try to resist or fight him off. her reason for not resisting was that it felt so good and it didnt matter how wrong it was.
like an idiot, i believed every word of it. im still kicking myself for being so blindly trusting. the second "game" was almost the same, only with a different name. this time it was with a guy she's known since middle school that she had "feelings" for and he was a little more sexual than the last guy. she refused to tell me who he was cuz she was afraid i would hurt him. im not that knid of person, id only have yelled at him. that was the second time i forgave and forgot w/o even thinking.
then there was was the mistake i made of inviting both my best friend and my girlfriend to my house for my 16th birthday. i never found out about anything that had happened until like 2 wks later. every time i left the room, they started makin out. she, of course was the one that started it. when i walked back in the room, they were back as they were b4 i left the room, and they were giggling. it was my best friend that told me about it after it happened, so i couldnt get mad at him. instead, my anger tand disappointment turned to my ex (and the fact that s**t like this had happened b4 it really didnt surprise me).
then came the her call on new years eve. i had never been so happy to answer one of her calls. she had called me to tell me about what my best froend had already told me. i told her that she was too late with her confession and that i was PISSED!!! she then told me that she was breakin up with me. i cheered and jumped for joy.
i was actually stupid enough to give her a second chance and went out with her again. i made that blunder sumtime after valentines day. curse me for believing that everyone deserves a second chance. however, i had realized the mistake and turned cold in an attempt to destroy it. i succeeded and was a free man once again.
she turned to my best friend as the next contestant for her stupid little games. the poor boy stepped up to the plate w/o a clue as to what he was in for. he had no objection to gettin busy w/ her. thats just what she wanted, a guy that sees her only as a toy to be played w/ and then thrown out when they get tired of playing w/ her. unfortunately for him he was just in time for the final jeopardy round.
she plays these little games cuz she wants attention. and boy howdy this was the worst game yet. she claimed she might be pregnant and wanted me to tell my best friend for her. i told her to ******** off. i aint her damn messenger. she carried on this facade for months b4 she realized that no one really gave a ********. and it was true.
i have destroyed all emotional ties from her to me. it wasnt a nice thing to do but it had to be done in order to make her realize that i no longer bear and good will towards her. it happened in june, when she called my house to "just talk". i dont know why i answered the phone but i did. i turned everything i possibly could into a hostile attack on her feelings for me. i wasnt even talkin in an angry voice. i really didnt need to, i knew all of her weak spots. it was only a matter of hittin them. and i hit those ******** with all my might. she hung up b4 she broke down and cried.
mean as i might have been it was all necessary. it made my point that i didnt care about her anymore and that i wanted her out of my life. i have a new gf now and she doesnt play those stupid a** little games. so ill see how it plays out.
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