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Don Juan
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- Feb 19, 2015
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"There goes my old girlfriend, there's another diamond ring. And, all those late night promises I guess they don't mean a thing." Enough Aerosmith references, onto the show.
So I have this ex. We knew each other as kids, and she changed for the worse over time. By the point we hooked up she was already too far gone and corrupted. She was the type who always tried to portray that she had this perfect life with a large social circle, always busy with people, happy with no free time, etc. The truth is like with most women who give out their number like a free sample, her cell phone contacts were full of people she barely knew. Her "friends" were all a bunch of slutty, s**t starters, and only two of them weren't, but she barely hung around them and would b*tch to me about how they were "weird." I guess not being a shallow b*tch qualifies as weird :crackup:.
Before seeing everything for what it was, when she would try to get that "perfect" image drilled in my head, I would feel like I needed to change. I have my friends and social circles, but felt like I somehow wasn't doing enough. When I realized it was all a lie, I was able to walk away, but realized something big. Women like her try to rub that "I have the perfect life" message into your head to make you feel insecure, and like if you walk away you're some kind of loser who will never amount to anything.
Now that you have the brief history of my time with this b*tch, let's get to the run in with her. I went to this local store, as I was walking in I scanned my head around the parking lot, and glanced at a vehicle that looked like hers about 100 feet away. The windows were rolled up so I didn't think anything of it, and walked in.
Once I got in my car, I was able to look without being noticed and saw it was her. At this point she had the windows rolled down, was pretending to text while looking around. So I gathered she saw me as I was walking in and now wanted to get my attention. Women like her can't stand seeing men happy without them, so I knew what to do next.
I already had a Aerosmith CD in the car and knew what to do next :yes:. I like driving with the window rolled down, and wanted to piss the b**ch off. So I turn the CD onto Crazy, turn up the volume and drive off. I had a genuine grin on my face, and didn't look at her at all. Meanwhile she was probably like
, when I glanced from the rearview mirror she pretended to have her head buried in her phone, I'm sure she saw tho. The funny thing is when I was about to go home later on I looked toward that parking lot when driving past and she was STILL there :crackup:.
It was definitely a good day, and gave another good memory to remember when listening to Crazy. Also embraces a lesson the toxic b**ch who tries to rub in your face how "perfect" her life is while talking about how "weird" and "pathetic" other people are, is so pathetic herself she'll just sit in parking lot doing nothing, and is so insecure she'll try to get validation from men from her past.
Rock on :rockon:
So I have this ex. We knew each other as kids, and she changed for the worse over time. By the point we hooked up she was already too far gone and corrupted. She was the type who always tried to portray that she had this perfect life with a large social circle, always busy with people, happy with no free time, etc. The truth is like with most women who give out their number like a free sample, her cell phone contacts were full of people she barely knew. Her "friends" were all a bunch of slutty, s**t starters, and only two of them weren't, but she barely hung around them and would b*tch to me about how they were "weird." I guess not being a shallow b*tch qualifies as weird :crackup:.
Before seeing everything for what it was, when she would try to get that "perfect" image drilled in my head, I would feel like I needed to change. I have my friends and social circles, but felt like I somehow wasn't doing enough. When I realized it was all a lie, I was able to walk away, but realized something big. Women like her try to rub that "I have the perfect life" message into your head to make you feel insecure, and like if you walk away you're some kind of loser who will never amount to anything.
Now that you have the brief history of my time with this b*tch, let's get to the run in with her. I went to this local store, as I was walking in I scanned my head around the parking lot, and glanced at a vehicle that looked like hers about 100 feet away. The windows were rolled up so I didn't think anything of it, and walked in.
Once I got in my car, I was able to look without being noticed and saw it was her. At this point she had the windows rolled down, was pretending to text while looking around. So I gathered she saw me as I was walking in and now wanted to get my attention. Women like her can't stand seeing men happy without them, so I knew what to do next.
I already had a Aerosmith CD in the car and knew what to do next :yes:. I like driving with the window rolled down, and wanted to piss the b**ch off. So I turn the CD onto Crazy, turn up the volume and drive off. I had a genuine grin on my face, and didn't look at her at all. Meanwhile she was probably like
, when I glanced from the rearview mirror she pretended to have her head buried in her phone, I'm sure she saw tho. The funny thing is when I was about to go home later on I looked toward that parking lot when driving past and she was STILL there :crackup:.It was definitely a good day, and gave another good memory to remember when listening to Crazy. Also embraces a lesson the toxic b**ch who tries to rub in your face how "perfect" her life is while talking about how "weird" and "pathetic" other people are, is so pathetic herself she'll just sit in parking lot doing nothing, and is so insecure she'll try to get validation from men from her past.
Rock on :rockon: