I'm Bad With Women, I'm A Bastard

The Story

I came across this site by chance and I was provoked by the author who wrote about nasty men to answer with my story not only to her, but to everyone else, and hopefully someone will say something out of me, how to heal, how to is getting better. I don't believe it's possible, but who knows. I went to fortune tellers and psychologists - nothing helps! I hope one of you helps! And so I used to love a girl. I loved her so much that I didn't even tell her, ha, ha, it's funny, isn't it It was my first love. When I decided to tell her, I realized that abortion rules were different, in short - she turned out to be a whore. I couldn't love another one since then. I had never seen a woman before, but I was beautiful, an athlete, I played guitar, a good and modest boy, I graduated with honors and I would burst into tears in my eyes in one place because of this girl, my heart was broken with pain and sorrow and grief. Then a real poop (the first woman in my life when I was 22) told me that I was very good and well gifted! Right? And come now you women nasty dirty whores and garbage to see what I can .. And since then I have not stopped. I'm this nasty scumbag now, whore, womanizer, stripper, fucker, call me whatever you want and curse me as much as you want, where he sucks and fucks you nicely, lies to you, makes you fall in love and dumps you .. I couldn't another to love. I'm crippled. I went to psychologists, to fortune tellers - nothing helps. I want so much to give my love to someone else, and I can't. I still love only that beautiful and sunny girl - the whore. Ironically, I met her quite by accident! Married, happy with two children. I said everything, and she doesn't believe me, denies that she was ever bad and thinks I'm bothering her! She doesn't want me at all, and I have no right to ask her for anything - she is married and happy in her marriage. This is my unrequited love. I blame myself, of course, because I was the one who didn't fight for my love then. I had to tell her everything then, to accept her even if she was the lowest, even if she had children, and I ran away from her like the last mold without even telling her how much I love her. She may never have really been some kind of garbage, but apparently I was garbage even then, I have remained garbage to this day! Here is what I wanted to share here with you, so that my soul is at least a little relieved. And you women beware of me! Do you meet a married man, attractive, with a guitar, very educated, well dressed, with a very good profession and a very high income, well gifted and good in bed - run! I am this! I've been drinking a lot of grief lately .. I'm drunk and now he's fucking with tears in my eyes .. Curse me women and swear at me as much as you want! I'm not angry with you ..

Last Updated
October 12, 2020
Author:
fox_alina

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