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The fact that the past can and will come back to haunt you
About a month ago, I started talking to this girl who works at my local gamestop. We became good friends after my third visit there. We've been hanging out more and more since then.
The next time I visit her at work, she tells me another customer told her a secret about me, and I dread the worst. I already know what it entails. It involves me, a yandere girlfriend and an awkward encounter in public I'd like to forget happened.
She says she's not judgmental, but somehow, I doubt it. She even said that if she was a guy, she'd congratulate me.
I asked her what she felt as a girl. She told me she was weirded out, but she'll get over it.
Again, somehow I doubt it. I wish I could erase the whole thing from my history. But I can't. If I could, It would have been done years ago.
I can only hope this doesn't happen with every girl I develop feelings for.
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Actually, when I was writing that post, I considered saying "track them down, and
sodomizehit them with a baseball bat".But yeah, if she doesn't get over it, one must question whether or not she's even worth it.
and I am talking about your interaction with the new girl, not the past thing since I know nothing about it.
edit: It's not polite to ask.
Unless what she's been told differs entirely from my own experience. You know how the telephone game goes.
I know what your saying: woman raping a man, wut?
I had an emotional attachment to the person, and wasn't about to smack around the lass, even if she did pin me down through sheer will and determination (and a somewhat voluptuous frame). My only gesture of fighting back was to strangle her. She did likewise, that much harder.
Never did see through to what she had in store for me. But when I came to, she was straddling me, crying, repeating "I'm so fucked up" to herself. When I looked around, there was a group of 4 right on the edge of school just a shouting distance away.
after we got in trouble with the school, and after her parents separated her from ever seeing me, she called me for the sole purpose of taunting me and commiting suicide over the phone.
I don't know if she's alive or dead. And I'd like to stop caring.
This probably explains my fucked up sense of humor. first I'm pining over a knife sex psycho, and next I'm thinking about meeting her again and possibly returning the favor without realizing she's probably sane or cured now. If she's alive.
They always think "hey, at least you got something out of it -nudge- -nudge-" but if I know anything about unwanted sex where everyone can see it, is that the person who is forced to do it will never forget it, will be cursed with self-esteem issues, and have to put up with the burden of that act being on your "social record" as something to refer to when people want to get to know you or hear about you.
and deserve to get raped by a woman.Unfortunately, most people lack the sympathy to understand that a rape victim is just that - a victim.
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lol wtf is this shit
The gamestop girl feels sorry for her though. She agrees that maybe I should have smacked her off if it would have kept her alive.