Today I got a text I have never gotten in my life: “Please do not contact me anymore.”
It’s like she committed suicide. I have to delete and bury any trace that she was ever alive, in my house, in my bed, in my car, in my arms.
She was very pretty, guys. A little thing – 110 pounds. And she is all about DOM/SUB and orgies – not my thing, I tried an o*** once and I actually found it pretty disgusting. Just not my thing.
Anyway, goodbye, E, I will never, ever contact you again, and every time your face and name come into my mind I will politely decline and think of something else.
“Another one bites the dust.” Peace, my brothers and sisters at SimplyConfess.
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Got you bro.
Thanks, it was a pretty rough day yesterday. I wasn’t even pestering her – I texted her 2 months ago that my mother had suddenly died. I should have known when she didn’t respond that she was done with me, and it should have reminded me that she is cold as ice. Then, yesterday, a fun photo, and the response, “Please do not contact me again.” The bizzarre thing is that I thought we were fine, the last thing she had said to me was “I’m not going anywhere, I’ll be around.”
But I also see that very attractive women like her HAVE to slap you on the nose so it hurts, and then you’ll wake up and fuck off. 🙂
Thanks for letting me share, I am seeing three other girls so I can’t be that bad. Happy pre-Thanksgiving.
Why would you think things were fine if you texted her two months ago that your mother had died, but didn’t hear anything back? It was already over then. Don’t worry about it stud, it sounds like you have to fight them off anyway.