SandHawk
Master Don Juan
About 1.5 month ago I kicked a girl I was dating for nearly 5 months out of my house after I discovered she had lied about various things to me and immediately removed her from Facebook, deleted her digits and sh*tlisted her email address in my mail program.
The day after I flew to London, and 6 days later, I received 2 mails on my MSN mail account, which I promptly deleted without reading(thank you 3 second rule). Last week, I received a textmessage "Did I leave one of my pillstrips at yours? You'd really help me if you reply, and no, I'm not looking for contact. Thx". I deleted the text and never replied.
So, lo and behold, today I show up at the dancing school, where I know her from and where I speak to 3 of her friends and another spotted me. Over there one of her friends told me how much she misses me, to which I responded that by lying to me you end up in the depths of my mental hell, and there is no way out of there. Girl was shocked.
So I was driving at 1 in the morning from my parents home to my own place, and guess who tries to phone me up? Exactly, her.
I feel empowered by this. I am in control of my reality, pushed out of mine, and she never had someone cut her off like that, and she knows she wants me more than ever. The biggest revenge *IS* to live on in their heads, and I shall have a long and great revenge here.
Conclusion: Man the f*ck up when you want to call her / text her and tell her how much you miss her. Control your reality!
The day after I flew to London, and 6 days later, I received 2 mails on my MSN mail account, which I promptly deleted without reading(thank you 3 second rule). Last week, I received a textmessage "Did I leave one of my pillstrips at yours? You'd really help me if you reply, and no, I'm not looking for contact. Thx". I deleted the text and never replied.
So, lo and behold, today I show up at the dancing school, where I know her from and where I speak to 3 of her friends and another spotted me. Over there one of her friends told me how much she misses me, to which I responded that by lying to me you end up in the depths of my mental hell, and there is no way out of there. Girl was shocked.
So I was driving at 1 in the morning from my parents home to my own place, and guess who tries to phone me up? Exactly, her.
I feel empowered by this. I am in control of my reality, pushed out of mine, and she never had someone cut her off like that, and she knows she wants me more than ever. The biggest revenge *IS* to live on in their heads, and I shall have a long and great revenge here.
Conclusion: Man the f*ck up when you want to call her / text her and tell her how much you miss her. Control your reality!