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December 11th - WasteMyTime2020

In October I started talking to this chick I met on facebook dating. She was really cute. Gave off kind of a goth girl vibe, I loved it. So, I started texting her. I really felt like things were going well. On Halloween night, she said she was going bar hopping with her friends (a gay couple). She said she was going to drink and had already taken exctasy or planned to or something. I didn’t like hearing that she’d be intoxicated and driving. I really don’t care for alcohol, so I figured I’d be sweet. I told her “Hey, if you need a DD, I can pick yall up and bring you home. I’d rather you not drink and drive.” She replied with “Well, why don’t you come with us?” Oh shitttt, I went and met up with her. First off, she’s still cute, but she definitely either worked the angles or used older photos. I think they were older photos. She was more heavier set than she looked in her pictures. Usually I’d get annoyed, not because she’s bigger, but because its like catfishing. She’s still SO cute so fuck it, I’m down. We have a good night and end up sleeping together (sorta, I got really bad rug burn and it was a HUGE turn off. So we stopped). Either way, we talked a lot for a bit, then for some reason she said she wasn’t feeling it. Can’t remember why. Anyways, her birthday was November 24th. She said she liked wine so I was like “Hell yes, I’ll take her on a wine tour!” The tour was an all inclusive, small history lesson, multi restaurant, with a really “fancy” dinner (3 course meal too) at the end. It was like $300 and had to be paid to get the reservations. On December 3rd I text her because she hadn’t been talking to me a lot. I asked if she’s still interested. She said she’s still trying to figure it out. I offered her an option.  Me: “Hey, yknow I really don’t like wine or alcohol. This was a gift for you for your birthday. Would you like to take one of your gay friends or sisters or something?” Her: “Noo I really want to go with you!” I figured, aye nice, fuck it. I really wanna go with her. I take half a Friday off and we go to the date on December 11th. She was a little spacy and kept texting. I had a feeling she was gonna break it off after the date. I even texted my friend Kate “She’s definitely ghosting me after this.” Throughout the night, things felt really good. Eventually, without her knowledge or her asking, I ended up buying her 3 favorite bottles of wine from the tasting. Spent like $200. During the dinner the older couples LOVED us. Kept asking questions, complimenting me, her, us, etc. It was really nice. The asked why I liked about her. I said “She’s pretty, smart, and we like the same music.” When they go to ask her, she gets shy and won’t answer. Well, the next day I sent her a song cover I really liked. She left me on read. I was like “oof..” This morning, I wake up to my electricity being off. So while I’m panicking to find a way to get online for work, I text my boss,  Me: “Hey, can I come in, my powers off.” Boss: “Nah just take the day off.” Okay. Pretend like I don’t need the money.. :l.. Then, I get a text..  Her: “Hey yeah sorry I don’t feel like we’re compatible.” Welp. Shit day, shit life.

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November 29th 2020 - Twist and Turns of life

So starting this story out, I’ve been seeing “Christian Girl” for awhile. On and off. After a few months of seeing each other she admitted to falling in love with me. However she didn’t want to ‘be with me’. Which hurt but I stuck around hoping she’d change her mind.  A few weeks ago while prodding her to understand why she would say she’s in love with me but wouldn’t be with me, she explained that she doesn’t feel like I’d make a good father. A bit of background, my father passed away when I was 6, and I’ve spent most of my life dreaming of being a father one day. Maybe it sounds stupid, but I desperately want to be the father to my kids that my dad wasn’t given the chance to be. Don’t get me wrong, he was an amazing dad, but he was taken too early on and didn’t get to watch us grow up. So that’s always sort of been my goal. Anyways. I last saw Christian girl, who my friend group now refers to as “Simba” (Read August 2nd) on November 24th. She came to my house after everyone left for work and while I was working from home. We spent a few hours snuggling, kissing, and whatever else ended up happening. On Wednesday she sent me a text “Missu” and sent me a selfie of her in bed. Something seemed off though. So I sent her a text saying good morning and trying to talk to her. No reply. As the day went on I’d send a few more text, but never receiving replies. On Friday, November 27th, I called her phone at like 5am. Usually she woke up early for work and would text me so I figured she’d be awake. She answered and acted weird. I asked why she had ghosted me and she danced around the question for awhile. After an hour of talking she admitted that the next day she started talking to her exboyfriend from college’s best friend that tried getting with her after she had split with her ex. (This would’ve been like, 10ish years ago). She said she “doesn’t like talking to multiple people at a time and felt like he’d be better for her” or some bullshit. I spent the next day or so extremely depressed because I foolishly thought she was going to get over the drama and finally officially be with me. My mistake. So Saturday night comes around. Another girl I had matched with and casually texted with told me she had just gotten home from Ohio (drove) and had some edibles for me. She said if I’d like, I can come over and get them and stay the night with her.  Since I’m heartbroken and wanting to get over Simba, I agreed. I drove an hour out to Denton, Texas and went to her apartment. She sat across the room from me for a few minutes which was odd, then got a call from her sister asking her to pick up her (sisters) kids from their dad because she (the sister) was still at work. The girl asked me if I wanted to come, and then said “errr wait you probably shouldn’t. I don’t want my sister to find out I’m talking to someone and tell my family and make things weird.” Then asked if I’d stay at her apartment until she returned. I figured since I just drove an hour in a wild ass storm (if you’re from Texas, you know how crazy our ‘storms’ get) that, yeah fuck it. So I laid on her bed and scrolled through my phone and waited for her to return. After half an hour the girl texted me again that her sister needed her to babysit the kids and that she’d be gone awhile and asked if we could just reschedule. I was pissed that I drove all that way to basically get ditched and told to leave. So I told her don’t worry about rescheduling, we can text and see where things go from there. Then proceeded to drive an hour home. Once I got home, another girl I had been casually texting said that she was free tonight and wanted to see me. I was iffy at first because I had just dealt with one girl I really like ghosting me, and another girl I was trying to see inviting me over then bailing and texting me to leave. But I said whatever fuck it and went. So now I’m driving another hour, in the same big ass storm, to the opposite side of Dallas, Texas to a city called “Terrell”. I go to a Holiday inn, check in and get a room, and go upstairs. The girl comes in and she’s a bit awkward, but its whatever. We snuggle for a bit, then she goes into the restroom to shower and ‘freshen up’. While she’s in the shower, I order some Applebees because the restaurant was so close you could see it out of our window. When she comes out of the bathroom, we snuggle for a bit more and wait for my order.. After over an hour of waiting, we decide to say fuck it and start making out. We eventually fuck and after, I check my food status because I was like “where the fuck is my food?” Doordash finally tells me “yeah we can’t find anyone to deliver. Do you want a refund or we can give you $36 “Doordash credit”. (The food I had ordered was like, $41). So I’m annoyed and ask for the refund which apparently takes 5-7 business days. Annoyed, I ask the girl if she’d like anything from Whataburger or if she’d like to come with and she declined. She said she was exhausted and wanted to sleep. I put my clothes and shoes on and walk out. As I walk down the hallway, I notice another girl, looked to be about 16, sitting outside of her door with her head in her arms. Something felt a bit off so as I approached (headed for the elevator), I asked if she was okay. She looked up and smiled and said “yeah I’m just fighting with some friends.” I noticed she had some tear spots on her dark red shirt. So I said “Okay.” and kept walking. I pressed the elevator button around the corner and waited. As I waited, I couldn’t help but to feel bad for the poor girl. So I leaned around the corner and said “Hey, I’m gonna go get food.. did you want anything?..” at which point her face lit up and she said she’d appreciate that as she hasn’t eaten. I walked over an exchanged numbers with her so she could text me what she wanted. I texted her a little bit on my way to Whataburger, and found out she was from a neighboring town, and we made small talk. When I got back to the hotel I walked up to her and handed her a drink and a bag of food she had requested. She thanked me and I made sure to let her know that if she needed anything, she could text me. I proceeded back to my room, and ate. I couldn’t get her out of my head, so I sent her another text and asked if she had been kicked out of the room. She replied she had. I offered to rent her a room for the night. However she said that her friends came out after I went into my room (I guess because they heard me talking to her) and let her back in. I told her that regardless, if she needed anything, text me asap and I’ll help out.  She never texted me. --- Despite the shit week I had, and the fucked up way the night had started out, I feel good about what happened. If Simba hadn’t ghosted me, again, and if the other chick hadn’t changed her mind and asked me to leave, I wouldn’t have met up with this other chick, in another city, and wouldn’t had been there for the girl crying in the hotel hall. And even though I didn’t do anything insane for the girl, the fact I was willing to stop and check on someone and buy them food, despite them being a stranger, sits warmly in my heart. We live in an age where so many people would’ve seen a crying chick and walked by thinking “That’s not my business”, or would’ve asked if she was okay, but would’ve accepted “yes I’m fine” as a valid response. Even though we all know that “yes I’m fine” is a reflex response because we’ve learned over years that sometimes it doesn’t matter how you feel, no one cares. But I promise you sometimes people do care, and not doing anything to help will eat away at them. I didn’t do anything spectacular for the girl. In fact, I’m aware I was at the hotel sort of being a douchebag by seeing multiple chicks in one night after being ghosted by another chick I was seeing. Regardless, I saw someone that needed a friend and I wanted to make sure I could help in whatever manner the girl felt comfortable accepting help. Give your heart but keep your head. 

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August 2nd 2020 - Christian Girl

I started seeing this chick. Shes early 30′s with a kid. We talk for a few weeks because her past couple relationships had been rough so she wants to get to know me thoroughly beforehand. Fair enough. Last night, August 2nd, she finally invited me over to meet. Her son was asleep in the other room so we locked ourselves in her room and stayed quiet. As we watched a movie things got sexual. During our fling, she was giving me head. I wiped some spit off of my lap, looked her in the eyes, rubbed it in a line across her forehead, and said “Simbaaaaa”. This morning (August 3rd) she text me to say she doesn’t want to see me again. Low Key; Worth. https://imgur.com/a/0WsEmFo

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June 2020 - The Onlyfans girl

*BECAUSE THERE’S AN ACTIVE POLICE REPORT, I’M NOT GOING TO SHARE HER NAME* To start this off, I want to make it clear. I have nothing against onlyfans or adult content creators. I believe everyone should be able to do whatever they want as long as it doesn’t impede on the freedom of others. This chick, it started out rough. 3 days in and she blocked me. I felt really bad because I wanted a date, and she just wanted to sell content to get money to feed her kids. So I went and subbed to her onlyfans. Didn’t look at it. A few days later I have an email, a message from her, we talk for a bit and she reveals she was dating a guy and deleted her content for him. But he used her for sex and ditched her.  I felt bad, so I sent her a line from a song that I’ve been trying to live by; “Give your heart, but keep your head.”  This makes us click. She has a love for music lyrics too. We talk for awhile and start getting close. She opens up about her past and her current situation. Her birthday was on June 26th and her and her best female friend were gonna go to Colorado. Her ex husband refuses to pay the daycare bill and says she’ll need to cancel her trip. She’s heart broken. I feel bad so I send her the money to pay for their daycare. Whatever. She text him and says “Its okay, my man just paid for it.” A couple days after she gets home, at 1:30 in the morning on a Monday night, she asks me to come over. She lives an hour away, but I run over. We sit in my car and talk for a bit. She gives me a baggy of edibles. We end up making out a little, then I go home. I don’t think I got home until 4am, and I start work at 9am. A few days past and we continue to talk. Now she’s saying she’s falling for me’ and all that. We plan a get-away night for her birthday. Dinner and a night at a hotel with movies and tv. I figured at this point, I’m okay with just snuggling and watching movies. If it turns to more, great. But we’ll be high on edibles and just enjoying each other. That Friday, a 5pm (an hour before I get off work) she text me that her period started and her friend scammed her for like $200 by not paying a bill. I try to help her calm down and direct her on how to talk to the cable company. She’s non-compliant. Hysterically breaking down and that was that. She asks to cancel the date. I was hurt, but understood.I cancel the hotel and offer to still take her to dinner. She says no.  We sort of have a bit of a large argument. I was always raised that relationships need communication to work. I tell her that I wanna talk about things and explain stuff that’s been bothering me. we talk about it for an hour, and all seems well. I go off to my cousins to chill, but she ends up texting me and bringing it back up, causing a huge fight between us. I’m annoyed, but she’s cute, I’ll let it slide. The next day (Saturday) she suddenly says she needs to see me TONIGHT. I’m excited. I leave on time and get a call halfway there. She’s not feeling well, she just wants to eat and go home. Again, she lives an hour away. So 2 hour round trip excluding time spent there. Annoyed but excited to see her, I say okay. We meet up, it goes great. We’re flirting, etc. She’s texting a bit much but I let it slide because before I worked IT, I was addicted to my computer and couldn’t live without it. I get what it feels like to need social media. Anyways, we eat, I take her home, we kiss twice, that’s the end of it. I drive home, and I think I went to be early. (Sunday) I wake up and text her. She’s acting a bit weird. I bring it up and she tells me “Its too soon to be having this many problems.” Which I agree with. At this point, I’m over it. I just say “Mk” and leave her be. Eventually she text back and it goes into a huge fight. She’s one of the people that loves to tell you what your problem is, but her problems are actually your problems you’re projecting onto her. Lol. Okay, I’m not doing that. She gets mad and starts screenshotting private chats we’ve had. I panic and start doing the same. I keep asking what she’s screenshotting, and she’s leaving me on read. Eventually she shows me and its the exact things I was worried about. In retaliation, I screenshot google maps of her address and send it to her. (Remember, I’ve been seeing her and picking her up for dates.) She freaks out. She starts claiming I’m threatening her and her kids. Which is not true. I tell her the only reason I did that was because she was threatening to leak my stuff, so I wasn’t going to sit around and be defenseless. I told her now we both have ammo, and we can call a cease fire. Lets forget we ever talked and move on with our lives.  I told her I don’t want to break her heart or want this to end uglier than it needs to. I just wanna forget all of this. Chat goes silent.  I go and work on my car for a few hours, buy some new headlights, whatever. Just moving on and doing my thing to distract myself. I get home, go to bed, and suddenly I’m woken up by text at 2am. She’s still freaking out at me. I tell her “Bro just leave me alone. We’re done.” She keeps saying she’s scared. I get annoyed and block her. I finally get back to sleep at 6am, and wake up at 8:55ish. I go to my morning work meeting. After the meeting I get a friend request on facebook. Oh boy, its her baby daddy. I don’t know this dude so I decline it, but I send him a message to see whats up. Mind you, she’s 30, I think he’s 30. They’re both felons with drug abuse charges and shit. Whatever. The baby daddy starts claiming I “Threatened her with a gun picture” and that “he’s on his way to me”. I tell him “Come ‘n get it.” He sends 2 hearts, and then silence. Because of the fact she’s telling people I threatened her with a firearm, which I take very seriously, I contacted the police. They came by and took a police report, but said unless he shows up they can’t do anything. I let them know that I’m not looking to have anyone arrested or anything ridiculous. I’m just wanting there to be a note with a third party (such as the police department) so that if something were to happen, they can look back on that. I’ve blocked them both on facebook and told my friends the story. They always joked that I should start a blog regarding my ridiculous dating antics as they feel they’re “like a movie.” So that’s what I’m doing. **UPDATE** Called again at 3:30am (6/30/2020)  from a *67 number.

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January 2020

In January I started a new government job in IT. Its awesome. I work in Downtown Dallas and on occasion, have to be in a full suit. All my coworkers kick ass, and I feel this is going to be my years. I start hitting up the apps. Lets see if I can score. I match with a girl name Gabby. She’s legit gorgeous. Short, busty, thicc, latina chick. We talk for two weeks and its amazing. She’s sweet and thoughtful, she likes music and just talking.  We schedule our first date, the week of my birthday, and having 2 wisdom teeth taken out the day before my birthday. (I think the date was Friday). We go to an asian buffet and eat. It was difficult, but I still enjoyed it. She did text a little, but I wasn’t too concerned as I know who she was texting and they were talking about the same. We talk a lot about who we are and want we want. The connection is there. We leave the restaurant and go for ice cream. We sit in the car and talk for a bit and she asks” do you mind me asking.. how much do you make?.. *RED FLAG* I tell her, because I personally don’t believe in hiding salaries. I personally believe, for what I do, they pay me too much. But I’m happy with it. We end the date, I drop her off back home, she kisses me goodbye and goes inside. Awesome date, very happy. Couple days later we’re texting, and she starts asking for money. “Oh no, I’m $400 behind on rent.”, “Oh no, the stove is broken”, “oh no, xyz.”. At this point I’m getting skeptical. I just keep playing it off as “we’re not officially dating and don’t know each other well. I don’t really feel comfortable giving you that kind of money.” I explained, yknow, 6 months down the road maybe that’d be different. But currently there’s no way. She says okay and we move on, but every now and then makes little comments about needing money. Finally, one day we’re talking about her roommate and childhood best friend Toby. I’ve seen Toby’s pictures, and I’m not at all concerned for my status with the chick. I’m not overly confident in my appearance, but I knew I was ‘hotter’ than that dude. Nbd. Eventually she makes some comment and I make the joke “Yeah I mean as long as you’re not fucking him its w.e lol”. And things get weird.  She goes “Lol why would that matter?” Me: “Uhm, because we’re talking and dating and I’d like to be exclusive.” Her: “I wanna date you but I can’t be tied down. I wanna be able to sleep with whoever I want.”  At this point, I’m stressed out, but at work, so I text her we’ll talk later. She demands we talk about it now. Okay. Fuck it. I tell her no way am I going to date someone that wants to fuck other dudes while we date. She eventually blocked me and never heard from her again. The audacity. Zzz.

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December 2019

I matched with a chick on some app, I think maybe facebook dating or tinder. We exchange snaps and then don’t talk much. In November I asked to see her, but she was going out of town for thanksgiving. NBD. We arrange a date after. Finally, we have a date. That Friday morning I pull up to work (an hour away. I start at 5am so I wake up at like 3:30am every morning). I instantly have severe stomach pains so I turn around and go home and call out sick.  We text about the date throughout the day. I always let the girls I’m going out with pick the time, location, and day. This way, they’re in a familiar environment, they can tell whoever they need to where they’ll be and what day. I always do this because I feel like dating can be scary and I find it eases them up. It shows that nothing funny is going to happen. Anyways, we meet at a famous mexican restaurant in Fort Worth. We order our food and talk. I think the date is going well and she’s mentioned a few times she’s having a great time. I’m finally feeling a connection. We’re to go and she needs to run to the restroom. I pay the bill and when she comes back, we leave. At first, I walk her to her car to put the leftovers in. We’re talking about the car for awhile because we drive the same model different years. (at this time. They were kia optimas). We go on a short drive in her car to continue talking and feeling each other out. Down the road I mention “I need to use the restroom, can we stop at walgreens?” She says okay and parks out front.  Remember my sick stomach? Yeah, Mexican food on a weak stomach is not good. I run into the bathroom as fast as I can, pull down my pants and sit on the toilet. The second I sit my bladder releases itself. Before I had chance to control and aim, I’ve pissed all over my boxers. HOLY SHIT I panic, think about calling my mom, decide fuck it, I don’t plan on getting anywhere on this date. Its the first date and a trial run. I finish after 20 minutes of painfully shitty out my organs, then clean up, throw my piss covered boxers in the trash, and go back to her car like nothing happened. We go back to the restaurant and she parks next to me. She wants to check out my car. We get in and listen to music. Everythings chill, we talk, all good. Somehow, this all leads to us making out. I then ask to move it to the back seat where we wont have the center console between us. She agrees.  We get into the back seat and keep making out. She straddles my lap. I’m an honest dude that doesn’t want any drama, so before placing my hands anywhere, I confirm she’s okay with it. She is, and things are getting hot. We drive around for a bit to find a less populated place. We end up at a church, with a gravel parking lot, and climb back into the back seat. Mind you, its probably like 11:30pm at this point. We climb in the back and keep kissing and she decides to go for it. She unbuttons my pants and pulls them down. She notices I’m not wearing underwear and thinks its because my goal was to fuck. She makes the comment “Ooo. You came prepared ;)” and I hide my shame away, remember I quite literally pissed myself and ditched my boxers. I say “Haha, yeah I forgot to do laundry. I promise I didn’t prepare for this.” She smiles and we continue. About 10 minutes later she’s on top riding at full force. Its great. The suddenly, I shit you not, like a convoy of like 5 cars pull into the parking lot. My cars windows aren’t tinted. She climbs into the front driver seat while I prep/clean up. She looks back and says “is this okay?” And I say “yeah fuck it just drive tf outta here. LOL” We drive off, and that was the end of that. Getting snuck up on ruined the mood. we kissed and said goodbyes. Later on I tried setting up another date but was ghosted. She can ghost me, but she can’t unsuck my dick after I pissed myself.  Score: Me: 1 Her: 0

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November 2019

Started a new job at an HP laptop warranty repair warehouse. This is my first step in IT. Excited, I get to know my coworkers pretty well. I meet a woman named Samantha. She’s 40 with 2 kids (I know at least a son, I think its 2 kids). She’s going through a divorce with her abusive husband. At this time it has not been finalized, I guess. We’re texting back and forth and it turns into nudes being exchanged. She asks to meet up, so we do. We meet in a Walmart parking lot, she gets in my car, we drive off. I’m not super experienced with hooking up. So I say “We’ll just fuck in the car.” She agrees, and we find a location. We park in front of a massive hotel. Its like 10 at night so the parking lot is quiet. No ones going to find us. We get into it. We start making out and feeling each other up. Hell yeah, this is going great. Eventually, she’s giving me head and I go to reach back to play with her. She’s hesitant. After a while she warms up and lets me. After rubbing and fingering, I smack her ass and go to lick my fingers. As my fingers get close to my face, an awful stench fills the air.  Sour fish and cigarettes. I pretend like nothing happened and keep receiving head. 5 minutes later, her phone rings. Its her (soon to be ex) husband. He asks where she is and she said she’s at her moms then on her way home. They argue for a moment and hang up, no big deal. 3 minutes later, he calls again. “Where the fuck are you?” He demands. She gets annoyed and turns it on speaker but signals me to be quiet. I sit there and listen as he tells her “You’re doing fishy shit again, I know it.” At this point, I’m not aware of their history, but she did say he isn’t trusting and would accuse her of cheating even though she didn’t. She said now that they’re splitting and he’s .running off with his new girlfriend, she’s just trying to date. She eventually hangs up and we continue. Finally, a few minutes later, another call, she turns it on speaker and gives him attitude. “What?.” He goes “I see you’re at the fucking Sheraton Hotel. I knew you were up to some bullshit.” We go silent. She quickly says “No, I’m at the walmart near the Sheraton.” He calls bullshit and demands she comes home. She says whatever and hangs up. We quickly put clothes on and I drop her back off at her car.  ---Few Days Later--- At work she comes up to me and asks for a ride to her second job after work. I asked why she needs a ride and she said her ex dropped her off. Okay nbd. she says “I’ll pay you back”. Me, being a bit oblivious say “nah you’re good man.” But she insist. 

As we leave work she goes “I need to run to the bathroom, give me a second?” Okay, cool whatever. We finally get into the car and as we drive she looks at me and goes “Sooo, when do I get to fuck you?” Uh-oh. No thanks, sour fish cigarette, lady.  I explain that “Us hooking up was my first time hooking up outside of a relationship and I don’t know if I was that into it.” She reluctantly accepts that its not happening, I drop her off, and a week or so later quit that job.

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Summer 2019

Starting here because its the first that comes to mind. I was talking to a chick named Crystal (I think it was spelled differently but that was her name.) We texted for 2 weeks flirting back and forth before she decided to invite me over. I showed up one night around 9pm and she invited me in. We went to her room and laid together, streaming some murder mystery series on netflix and cuddling. After the show she decides its time for bed. She mentioned in the text that she wanted to kiss me that night, but nothing else. So as we laid down for bed, I offered to give her a good night kiss. It was sweet, but it turned into more. Eventually things got handsy then physical. In the morning I chilled for a bit but she was still sleeping. I had stuff to do that day so I started getting dressed and woke her to let her know I needed to leave. We kissed goodbye and all was well. Over the next 2 days she got really weird. Short text, etc. Half way through day 3, she revealed why. She said she told me she didn’t want to have sex, but we did anyways. The reason why is because she’s HIV positive. She was afraid to tell me because she didn’t want to lose me. I ran to my doctor ASAP, started the medication, and thankfully I’m HIV free. She asked if we could still be friends, but I declined. We haven’t spoken since.

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Introduction

This profile is my anonymous way of sharing my horrifying dating stories. Its anonymous as to not hurt anyone involved or leak personal information. Just rough stories from dating in 2019′s+ that I feel describe dating like to a period. Who am I? I moved to Texas in 2009. I met and dated a girl from 16 y/o - 21. We were engaged at the time and it was revealed she was having an affair. I’m now 24, but just starting to reenter the dating scene. These are my tales from the horrors I’ve endured. Notes: * RATED R. DO NOT READ THESE POSTS UNLESS YOU’RE OKAY WITH THAT. * Womens first names will be shared openly. This is because its easier to keep track of later down the road and first names aren’t unique. No one will ever know who or where these people are. * These stories may not be in perfect order. Its hard to recall the older stories exact time frames and some stories I remember after I post another. So bare with that.