Now I remember why I troll most of the time now. Nice little slap to the face. But I should've saw that comingp. Can't turn a ho into a housewife as they say. I mean, come on Za. The only reason why you accepted her friend request was to troll her. But then you got to know her. And then you got emotionally invested into her. She seemed like a genuinely good person. Your world slowly started revolving around her. You started doing things out of the norm for her. You thought you two had a nice little thing going on. And then out of nowhere. Nice, big, slap in the face. That always feels good. I mean, come on. You knew she was a ho. Just because she had a pretty face and her bewbs were a little big and she flirted with you on cam, that doesn't mean anything. Needless to say, I feel like s**t. Tonight hasn't been my night. Everything went wrong. Feel like cleaning out my friend list again to start over. Why is their always that small sliver of hope. At the back of your mind. And you know that its going to get absolutely annihilated, yet it won't go away until it gets confirmed. And when it gets confirmed, it gets destroyed like no other. Dang, I should've continued trolling her. Should've trollingly confronted her. But I liked her a bit too much and ran like a little fucking p***y. Ugh. Regrets. Regrets. I promise, that won't happen again and I will stop giving a s**t. smile
I just realized...I ain't even mad. It was all hormonal. wink Awwwwwwwwww..I feel good now. Nothing personal. mrgreen
Thanks for being there for me Journal. Keep me in check. And for all you readers out there, never let your guard down. biggrin
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And I just so happen to have them.
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