I disagree, ask the tart I been knobbing.
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I disagree, ask the tart I been knobbing.
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Of course I turned down sex. If I accepted sexual offers from everyone there wouldn't be a person in the country I hadn't screwed.![]()
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As long as obsession and hotness levels remain on par, I don't think there is a limit to what I could stand before putting a stop to it....
I understand about you now wanting to give her the sex, because obviously she would probably continue to just be more and more nuts,,, and there is no way JUST sex with someone like that who is also obsessed with you would be very healthy...
Back in the start of high school, the UGLIESSSSSST girl in our whole entire year was obsessed with me.... She was FAT, BLACK LONG CURLY UGLY GREASY HAIR, BRACES, this BIG GUMMMMMMY MOUTH, BAD B.O. that could literally clear a room out...
She went around telling everyone on a day that I was away that she loved me... So I returned to literally 100+ students all laughing at me... She had all sorts of girls coming up to me asking me if I wanted to go out with her... I at least thought she'd be shy about it, but when I walked past her one time she just stared at me and said "f'king wild!"....
That went on for about 2 weeks and is the first time I recalled giving serious consideration to suicide... Or murder.....
She ended up going out with this 30 year old (she was 14) so she obviously had problems.... Just sad I got roped into her crazy at one stage of my life... A year later her whole family changed their name to get away from the 30 year old who was obsessed with her..... Karma's a bitch!!
~ He thinks he's a Tornado,,,... F'ckn real Tornado is comin'...! ~Hidden Content
No.
She texts me 'want sex?' I reply 'come over' We fuck, she goes home. No strings sex does exist and it's good.
The fact I'll happily call her a tart means I have no feelings for her other than using her as a mastabatory aid.
I actually consider an attitude where you consider sex to be anything more than a pleasureable activity or a means of reproduction quite imature. I'm not living in a childish fatasy world where love, sex and marridge mean something, and we all live happily ever after under a big rainbow playing with fluffy bunnies....
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No one. It's very hard to have you heart broken when you realize that their is no such thing as 'the one' and that women are in abundence. you can always find another one if you want one.
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God is a concept, By which we can measure, Our pain, I'll say it again, God is a concept, By which we can measure, Our pain, I don't believe in magic, I don't believe in I-ching, I don't believe in bible, I don't believe in tarot, I don't believe in Hitler, I don't believe in Jesus, I don't believe in Kennedy, I don't believe in Buddha, I don't believe in mantra, I don't believe in Gita, I don't believe in yoga, I don't believe in kings, I don't believe in Elvis, I don't believe in Zimmerman, I don't believe in Beatles, I just believe in me!!
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God is a concept, By which we can measure, Our pain, I'll say it again, God is a concept, By which we can measure, Our pain, I don't believe in magic, I don't believe in I-ching, I don't believe in bible, I don't believe in tarot, I don't believe in Hitler, I don't believe in Jesus, I don't believe in Kennedy, I don't believe in Buddha, I don't believe in mantra, I don't believe in Gita, I don't believe in yoga, I don't believe in kings, I don't believe in Elvis, I don't believe in Zimmerman, I don't believe in Beatles, I just believe in me!!
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sorry H. I got that wrong. You're a big, fat ugly whore.
I'm free anytime for those non-judgemental you can trust me therapy sessions![]()
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am grunching this thread. (that means I didn't read fuck all of it, but am replying anyway...)
I got a shit ton of people obsessed with me, imo. I have people who want to try and beat me up just so they can say they did. Haters who gonna hate. I have people who I hear claim we are friends I've never met or heard of. And after I put my dick in a chic when I've had a few drinks and leave my facebook on at their house, they nearly always jump on my acct pretending to be me saying shit like "I :heart: Shayna, Carly, Karen or wtf ever" ...and it sometimes takes me days to catch it before deleting. As that's a real potential future pussy killer.
I know, life's freakin rough, right?
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yb is just trying to kill bilbo with jealousy.
In high school, my best friend's girlfriend's best friend (does that make sense) was this Indian girl who had a body that I'm not kidding was like a 10 out of 10 but a face that was 0 out of 10. It was the worst butterface of all time. No amount of alcohol could overcome the large nose, braces, she always appeared to have a mustache even though her friend said it was just how her skin was shaded. It was really bad. I forget her name but she had a sister with a prettier face but some puge. If she had her sister's face then she would have been hot and super doable. She was pretty obsessed with me as far as high school obsessions go. My piece of shit friend always tried to follow his girlfriends lead and try to encourage me to hook up with her and I felt like punching him on every occasion.
Then this time last year I had just broken up with my ex and I was in the journalism room at school doing some editing for the paper while another class was going on. I had the same professor as I did for first year, one of the girls in the class didn't have a book. So the teacher asked me if I still had a book. I did and she told me to let this girl borrow it. I didn't have it on me so I got her number. She was really really bangin but super super Mexican (half Brazilian too) She had the winged out eye makeup, the four dots tattooed on her hand, red converse, red highlights red everything. So I got her number and told her I would drop it off. As soon as the class was over she texted 'hey' and I replied that I was gonna be there for a bit and I would drop it off later. Then she started talking about what I was doing that night, if I had a girlfriend and all this crazy stuff. I was so shocked I couldn't believe it was happening and that night she came to my house (I was living alone) and literally 5 hours after I met her we fucked and it was amazing. After that she did become kinda obsessed, but that lasted all of a week because she was from Fresno and her sister had MS and died. I heard from her once afterwards and then met my current girlfriend a short time after. That was a wild week though. She sent me like over 1000 texts in the course of a week it was nuts.
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