I felt so low after that stupid morning, I had finally experienced my first asshole. I felt like I needed a round of applause. “You did it,” “He got you!” I felt embarrassed and used. “I can’t believe you didn’t fuck me last night.” REALLY!! REALLLYYY! Who the fuck says that? Excuse my language. But seriously. Want to know the worst part, the next day he deleted me off his Facebook!! Hahahahahah. What a douche. I hate it when boys delete me off their Facebook, like wow your cool we’re no longer friends, you really got me. The whole concept just really pisses me off.
Okay, now I have to share something with you, you might hate me and lose respect for me; you should know that I hate me and have lost respect for me too. I am going to do this fast, I texted the stupid asshole and was like “ I am sorry, u probs hate me. We should talk.” Wow, I really had no respect for myself. This guy had screwed me over, and here I was texting him. Want to know the best part, he texted me back and said, “We should go our separate ways.”
I had gotten screwed twice in one weekend by the asshole, and we did not even have sex. Well, I guess this is really how my story ends with this guy. I never really saw him after that, except driving around. I slowly but surely got my self-confidence back, and am glad that I met Eric. If it was not for him, I would think men were actually nice creatures. If it was not for Eric, I would still think that boys are harmless.
So, ladies take from a girl with all the experience in the world, not. Boys are jerks, and even if you think your boy is not a jerk, well, he is. He will hurt you, and if you think he won’t, think again. Better yet, we should all just become lesbians, and leave them all to pleasure their asshole selves. Who’s with me!? Yeah, maybe not.
Till next time.