#then i abandon the lesson for 5 minutes because i didn't listen and i have failed and ✨i fucked up✨

[smoothpowerforthestreets]

Hi! I need an advice. I successfully manifested new friends and connections after long time of being lonely and specific people not noticing me. It’s great but I feel like I am still that lonely pathetic spiteful person that I was before. They treat me right, yet I don’t match the energy, and always feel like this won’t last long, that they’ll abandon me or just pity me.

Any ideas on how to start living accordingly to my new happy reality? Why do I not fully believe it happened?

Hello! Thank you for asking I really appreciate the trust.

From what I've read it seems that you are struggling a little bit with self concept and feeling gratitude. I don't mean that you are not grateful, I mean feeling that gratitude internalizing that emotion.

I could be wrong, but I percieve that you thought the self concept you had about yourself would change with those new people in your life. Now you are kind of surprised that didn't change and you must be a little frustated.

I'm going to give you some recommendations to change that self concept in order to calm those thoughts you've told me and internalizing gratitude.

First of all, what you have is what you deserve. There is a phrase that I repeat to myself when I'm scared of losing my special person: If I exist, he exists. Try to apply that to your situation, if you exist they exist.

Be grateful for who you are right now, you are no longer that person in the past because you are the better version, that's why you have what you wanted.

Think about your past self as another person outside of you who is dying because is not recieving attention, your past self is scared of change because that means there won't be space for them in your present. That's why your thoughts are making it hard to enjoy at 100% your present, because it's fighting hard to remain alive.

But are you that person? Not anymore.

I suggest to write a letter to that past self thanking them for the lessons but explain to them that you have to let them go. Tell them that there is no need to be scared of recieving good things, there is no need to fight anymore, that they can lay down and finally rest in peace because you achieved what you wanted.

Your worth comes within you, I don't know what happened in the past but practice forgiveness. Especially for yourself, forgive yourself. This is the first time you are living this life and you are learning from every mistake you make, everyday that passes by is another day of evolving to be a better person. And that doesn't mean that you weren't before, as I said, you are constantly learning. Making mistakes doesn't mean that you don't deserve good things. YOU. DESERVE. WHATEVER. YOU. WANT.

Practice gratitude whenever you are having a good laugh with them or just having a good time. Take some seconds to feel the good vibration you have at that moment and in that moment you'll feel the gratitude.

Do meditations about gratitude. It doesn't have to be long or laying down. Just do whatever you usually do to enter in a peaceful state of mind (could be listening to music, drawing, cleaning, whatever makes you feel calm). Take some minutes to look at what you have, repeat to yourself: wow I've achieved that, what I wanted I got it because I am that powerful. There's no need to be scared of losing it.

Be aware that those thoughts are temporary, it's pretty normal to feel a little bit scared of losing what you attracted. But it doesn't mean that you are going to lose them, when you are having those thoughts don't try to stop them. Just let them flow and once you have calmed down count to 5 and repeat to yourself as many times as necessary that those thoughts aren't your reality. I use this method that is a Harry Potter reference, I call it the Riddikulus spell. I know it sounds childish but it works for me lol. The Riddikulus consists on seeing those thoughts as some kind of goblins that are trying to get you furious. So if a small green goblin is bothering you what are you going to do? Slap it of course, you are x10 bigger and stronger lol. And if you think about it is kinda funny.

I know is a strange method, but I hope you have understood what I meant. 😅😅😅

I hope it has been helpful to you and if you need anything else don't hesitate to contact me. Suggestions are welcomed.

Best and kind regards!

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[amane-by-together]

Blue Hour || Amane Yugi pt. 4/5

(Amane Yugi x Fem!Reader)

genre: romance, drama and a bit of fantasy

summary: in which the yugi twins, kou minamoto and sousuke mitsuba went to find [name]

"The night without a single starlight, the path we walked on is lonely and regretful"

It was around 7:15 am when Amane woke up from his bed. He scratched his messy hair while looking at Tsukasa hugging his pillow with a tiny drool on the side of his lips. The older twin hopped off the bed as he made his way to his sleeping brother. “Oi Tsukasa, wake up we have to leave early!”

“Five more minutes” Tsukasa groaned against the pillow he was hugging. Amane's eyes twitched in annoyance. Yesterday, Tsukasa was the one pestering his older brother about being excited on the upcoming trip.

Amane lets out an exaggerated sigh, he smacked the back of his brother's head. “Ow! What the—” Tsukasa opened his eyes and rubbed the back of his head pouting. “I'm up!”

“Good.” Amane walks away from their room and went straight to the bathroom. Tsukasa rubbed the back of his head to soothe the pain. He stood up and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

The shower room was a bit steamy since Amane activated the heater to produce hot water. He sighed, water droplets begin to trickle down from his hair to his skin. Amane placed his hands against the wall in front of him, his hair looked damped as it continues to drip droplets of water like rain.

Amane stepped out of the shower whilst wrapping a towel around his torso. He grabbed another towel to dry his hair and draped it around his neck for a little while.

After drying himself, Amane puts on his undergarments, then his oversized black shirt tuckdd in to his black cargo pants. He grabbed a belt and buckled it to his pants. Finally, he grabbed his white hoodie with a silhouette of a rocket ship as a design and puts it inside his bag.

“Tsukasa, are you done?” Amane asked, grabbing his black backpack nearby and putting on one of its straps.

Tsukasa came out, he's wearing a grey shirt with striped sleeves that has a smiley face on it. He's wearing black shorts, he doesn't like anything that covers his legs. “Yeah, I'm done!”

“Mitsuba and the Minamoto kid must be waiting for us.” Amane beckoned him to go downstairs to the doorway to change their shoes. “If we don't go early, we wouldn't be able to find her. [name] said to meet her in 5:53 pm so let's go!”

“We need some food too, Amane!” Tsukasa went to the kitchen and grabbed two packs of Lays. He stuffed it inside Amane's backpack. “Okay, that's all!”

‘I was gonna say that we're gonna eat in a fast food restaurant but that works I guess.’ Amane puts on his black chonky-soled boots. “Let's go.” he stood up as the twins went out of their house, starting their quest to find [name].

“We just have to ride two trains towards Sanaol Academy.” Mitsuba mentions. “We don't have to waste four hours of getting there.”

Kou looked over to Amane and sweatdropped. “Senpai, why are you dressing so casually? I thought we're supposed to find [name]?” he said.

“He's going to flex his fashion sense for [name].” Mitsuba smugs at Amane earning a smack from the latter, the pink haired boy is known for being a cocky bastard and a tease especially to his close friends.

“Let's go to the train station.” Amane tells the three boys who were glancing all over the place. They nodded as they followed Amane towards the nearest station to take the train towards Yokohama to [name]'s school.

The train ride took longer than they thought it would be. Tsukasa was sitting on one of the seats while texting with someone on the phone. Mitsuba and Kou were sleeping next to each other during the ride. As for Amane, he remained standing, clinging on one of the handles next to Tsukasa's seat.

Amane was listening through his headphones while scrolling through his phone. The train stopped for the people who are going to leave and the people who are going inside.

Amane has his eyes on his phone that he didn't even realize that the train was crowding with people. A certain girl wearing a fluffy jacket with a crop top underneath and a pair of cargo pants passed by the standing boy.

Then, he heard a sound that made his eyes widen. Amane looked over to the person who just passed by but they were already gone. “Amane?” Tsukasa called. “What are you looking at?”

Amane shook his head. “That was nothing.” he replied flatly.

What he did not know is that it was [name] who passed by.

Amane fell asleep while hanging on to one of the handles in the train. The train halted to its next stop making his eyes flutter open. He pulled out his phone from his pocket. “It's noon already.” he mentions.

“Wake them up.” Amane covered his mouth to yawn as he beckons Tsukasa to wake Mitsuba and Kou since they arrived to Yokohama.

The four of them stepped out of the train. Amane looked around for the person who passed by him that triggered a sound. He furrowed his eyes in confusion and shook his head. “You three want something to eat?”

“I mean, we’re hungry anyways of course we want to.” Mitsuba cocked an eyebrow at Amane as if the answer is obvious that they were hungry because of the train ride. Amane looked over to his phone, then pointed at the distance.

“There’s a fast food restaurant that we can go to.” He pointed out.

“Then what the hell were we waiting for? New Year? Let’s go!” Mitsuba waves his hands towards Kou and Tsukasa who were admiring the tall buildings and the roaming transportations. The four boys started to walk their way to a nearby restaurant. 

After ordering their food from the counter, the four of them took some seats by the window. “Now that we’re here, when do we start looking?” Kou unwrapped the wrapper that was around the burger, then took a bite from it. “You said we’ll start by going to Sanaol Academy”

“After we eat I guess.” Amane sipped on the cherry soda he was drinking, looking at the window deep in thought. He was kind of nervous of meeting [name] like he wanted to make a good impression of her. “Hmm, what should I say when we meet?”

“Give her a pick up line!” Mitsuba suggested with a cocky grin but it turned into a look of disgust after that. “But not the corny ones of course. Ew.”

“Yeah, Amane!” Tsukasa added, agreeing with Mitsuba's idea. Truth to be told, Amane is a pretty charming guy and everything about him is godly so they're sure that he can initiate a pick up line. “Tell us your best pick up line!”

Amane slowly raised his hand and awkwardly smiled. “Hi...?”

Mitsuba sat there judging Amane with a look of disgust and cringe. Tsukasa's eyes twitched and he looked like he was gonna rant out on how he should make a pick up line. “Amane, you're never gonna have a girlfriend if you stick with that.”

And so when they got out of the restaurant, Mitsuba and Tsukasa gave Amane a lecture about flirting with girls. You can't blame him though, he doesn't have any experience with girls so he has poor knowledge about it. “Maybe you two shouldn't pressure Senpai like that.” Kou worriedly looks at Amane. “Just say hi and smile at her, talk about your backgrounds and stuffs.”

Amane smiled and ruffled his junior's blonde hair. “Thanks, kid.”

“Oi!” Mitsuba whirled around to the two. “We're here in Sanaol Academy.” he pointed out to the gate of the school.

Amane's heart quickened in nervousness, could it be that he was finally meeting [name] behind those letters?

The choppy haired boy saw a girl going out from the school, he decided to go and ask her of she knew [name]. “Ah, excuse me.” Amane called the girl.

“Yo!” she greeted back with a quirkful grin. “Whaddya need?”

“Do you know someone named [name] [surname]?” Amane asked while twiddling his fingers.

“[name]-san?” the girl rubbed her chin to think and then her eyes lit up when she knew. “Oh yes! She's from my dance class!”

“[name]-san is a dancer?” Amane tilted his head.

“Yeah, she takes dancing lessons after school.” She grabbed a lollipop and plopped it inside her mouth. “But she left an hour ago after the practice.”

“Oh.” Amane felt like he was relying on false hope.

“Are you perhaps her boyfriend?”

Mitsuba let out a plfft sound, Tsukasa tried his best not to utter an 'oop' and Kou stood there wondering what the hell is going on. Amane's face turned red till the tips of his ears. “N-No! I-I'm just her friend, that's all—”

“Drop the cap, Amane.” Tsukasa cocked his head and raised his enclosed fist. “We been knew you have a thing for her—”

“Tsukasa I swear—”

“But I think I know wheres she's heading.” The girl interrupted the two twin boys from talking. “[name]-san is always heading towards that abandoned ferris wheel that she's talking about.”

‘The ferris wheel that I keep seeing in my dream and the postcard!’

“Do you know where this ferris wheel is?” Amane handed her the postcard which contains the picture of the ferris wheel.

“It wasn't that far but it wasn't that near either, I'll let you borrow my bike for that matter. Oh and my name is Yiren.”

Yiren told Amane which way he should go to the ferris wheel. The choppy haired boy nodded at every word she says. “...And then you'll see the ferris wheel.”

“That's a long way to go...” Kou commented.

Amane gets on the bike and looked at the three. He gripped on to the handle and then sets his foot down for a moment. “Tsukasa, I'll go find [name]-san, you guys should go ahead.”

“Yiren-san, thank you.” And so Amane started to pedal towards his destination to find [name].

“So that guy was [name]-san's pen pal.” Yiren smiled, crossing her arms. She looked over to the three and grinned. “Wanna go to the arcade?”

“This is a pretty bumpy ride.” Amane kept his balance steady since he's going down to a steep hill. The sky suddenly turned into a mixture of pink, purple and orange, giving it a sunset vibe. The way the wind blows against his hair as it lifted his bangs up.

Amane tried hoisting his head up to get a better look until he saw something lose his balance.

The ferris wheel.

Amane wobbled as if he was going to fall at any moment but ended up falling off the bike. He rolled down to the grassy hill, writhing in pain at the impact. Then, it stopped.

“Ahck!” Amane hissed at the pain. There was a bruise on his arm because of the fall. He couldn't get up and felt tears pricking from his eyes.

Why was he chasing someone so far? Why was he desperate to find [name]? He was almost there, almost to the ferris wheel, almost there to meeting her.

But Amane wouldn't give up that easily.

He wouldn't give up because he loves [name], and he'd come so far for looking for her.

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[whats-the-story-tc]

13th-15th of May, 2020

"The One Where the Mask Drops"

[INCREDIBLY LONG SORRY]

Hey, I'm not dead! And to show you how incredibly not dead I am, let me tell you a story.

It's around 2 AM that Wednesday, I'm going to sleep. God knows I'm incredibly exhausted, but there's one last thing I needed to write into my diary. One last thing I couldn't go to sleep without.

"please be good to me today"

I went to sleep hoping that finally, after two weeks of feeling like shit when I thought about us, the tide would turn.

That morning, it rained. I immediately remembered a rainy Wednesday morning just like this two months ago, when the rain brought V back to me. I got very excited. Things were going to change for the better again, I felt it. Suddenly, I couldn't wait for class.

8:30 AM that morning, I'm getting ready for my 9 AM class. Google Classroom–notif. V. Private message. Uh-oh, I thought. The make-or-break moment, and not a minute too soon.

V: Thank you very much for your work!

I almost laughed out loud. "Wow, [Name], don't strain yourself!" I remember saying as I read it.

One infuriatingly boring English (as a foreign language) class later, it was time for V's class. I was ready five minutes in advance, but as I went on The Platform That Shall Not Be Named... no one was there. I found it odd. Usually, there are a couple of us by now. Anyway, I didn't enter the voice channel. I waited five minutes in solitude outside for someone to show up.

Well, V did. And I wasn't very well going to leave her alone, now, was I?

She greeted me 0.1 second after I joined. I tried not to be awkward about it just being the two of us, I immediately stroke up a conversation. I told her how I was already waiting, all the stuff you guys already know, and she asked if we had any lessons prior. I told her about one third of us having had English just now. We spent about two minutes alone together, as I rambled about the awkward and unfortunate situation and she listened, mostly in silence.

She was very audibly tired, and said very little, that much was to be expected from a 10 AM class. But... I might just be overthinking it, but I heard something there that concerned me. Something crushed and disappointed, something that told me she wasn't expecting only one person to show. There was something painfully lonely in that voice.

Bookworm Friend joined, about 3-ish minutes into class, and Debate Friend a minute or two later, but they were both muted, so I carried on. I asked V to tell us what happened in school in the past two days, what we missed out on, enthusiastically replying to everything I could, so she wouldn't feel like she was speaking into the abyss, so she'd know I was trying my hardest to be there for her. Then she brought up the tests she was correcting at the moment, even naming a really stupid mistake she encountered with a little laugh. But what really smacked me in the gut was when I brought up the small attendance, and she said: "There's nothing we can do." in this very melancholy voice, like she was giving up. She even texted the class group chat that she's waiting.

How do I know that she wasn't just simply tired, and that's why she sounded like that, so worn and discouraged, especially at first? Because as soon as the others, who don't belong in my friends' circle, started showing up, her voice and entire behaviour did a 180°, as if she suddenly woke up. But she didn't. I know for a fact she didn't. Nobody just wakes up that suddenly.

It took me until that afternoon to realise that I'd just spent 5 minutes with the real V, the same V I spoke to in early December, who didn't try to hide her emotions. Not from me.

If you only heard the next thirty minutes of class, you could never tell she was feeling sad to begin with. And there was a LOT to be heard. Starting with how she mispronounced "cheat somebody out of sth" as "EAT somebody out", which is... well... all I'm saying is, I fell on my knees and tried to laugh as silently as I could. Prime moment.

She said something along the lines of "We're all very sober here", after which I just texted my friends:

S: "Darling, you tell us drinking stories every two weeks, would you mind if I didn't believe you?"

and sometime after, this text was also sent, for which I will not be offering context:

S: "[Name], that was enough sex for 10 AM, I'm gonna pass out"

And, of course, after all that went down, V saying "you can't satisfy everyone" sounded VERY different.

At some point, I attempted to joke around, but as she was reading a message in the chat that was sent at the same time, I got quite the half-assed response. But what happened in the last five minutes? Oh, that changed everything.

Art Friend knew how upset I was that V didn't reply at all to my assignment, and I told her I wanted to talk to V about it. During class, she texted me if I still wanted it, and I told her no, because I'm no longer upset with her. And what does this madwoman do? SHE ASKS ABOUT THE ASSIGNMENTS.

V is absolutely enthusiastic, she goes on about how much she liked what she saw and how creative we were. Art Friend asks about hers. Then comes my leap of faith. It's now, or never.

"I hope I didn't go too far..." I said, a bit nervous, not knowing how she'd react. She never did like me trying to undermine myself. And you guys... she chuckled. Incredibly soft and warm and just what I needed to feel at ease. That already threw me off, but then, she followed it up with: "No, I really-really liked it." I could tell she was smiling on the other side of the screen and that she was completely honest. I had to sit down after that, because I just couldn't believe what I heard. That I really just witnessed all that, that I got a reaction I couldn't overthink and/or misinterpret, because I heard it with my own two ears, in real time. I felt like I could do anything in the world.

And yet, the next day, I didn't do my usual notes for her test. Because what did Specs do all evening instead? I was fucking singing. I couldn't deny being a goddamn theatre kid if I tried.

Friday. The day of the test. I'm restlessly taking notes in the morning, but I don't have the time to get into the analytics of poems, only the basics of the dude's life and works. It makes me incredibly frightened, because V's tests are only easy if you come prepared — if you have no clue what she's talking about, abandon all hope. I had absolutely everything open for cheating that I could open, and you guys? I lucked out. Most of the test was just "Explain what [insert quote] means in 2-3 sentences", and if there's something I excel at, as you've probably noticed, it's talking. It was easy as could be.

The only thing making me anxious were my classmates. They were all trying to ask for help, constant questions and begging, everyone is hopeless, because they couldn't give two shits about preparing beforehand. They were all assured some loser was gonna give them the answers. And the some loser was me. I gave it to them, everything except for the final, longer essay. That was private, only meant for V to read. After all, how was I supposed to show them my essay, that ends like this?:

"Even if our existence is finite, it's always worth fighting for happiness."

And yes, yes it is. Always. Look at me. I powered through weeks of a shitstorm, where every single day felt like years, where I no longer knew or cared what was going to happen. And let me tell you, the sun always shines beyond the clouds. You just can't see it yet. But GOD, you will. You will.

I needed time to write this. There's loads going on at the moment, not necessarily V-related, and I'm trying to work my way through it gently enough that I can make it the end sane and healthy. Currently, it's three weeks since all this happened. One and a half weeks left until school ends. I might get to see V in person again, but we'll see how it goes. All I know is that whatever happens, I can do it. Because even if my existence is finite, it's always worth fighting for happiness.

~ S ♡

[Every story I share here, no matter how specific I get with my wording, depicts actual events from my own life.]

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[karmamain]

Even in the face of God he believes he's not corrupted, he would swear he isn't because he's blind to his actions, he's those Americans who believes they do everything right just because the Lord is by his side. I doubt his Lord is real because I'm sure He doesn't want His people to suffer and die

He used to be part of a parish and held Sunday sessions, he used to be a sniper in the army and talked about his killings as if it's so normal, he bragged about it. He's so delusional he wanted to marry me within the year after we talked for barely 5 days, I never felt loved or safe with him, I talked to him because his son broke up with me and that's a mistake because he doesn't know how to act properly as an adult, I did say I liked him because he's nice (he was until he got freaky) but he took it another way and became pushy and horny, wanting to do shit with me, asking for nudes and camming and sent a picture of his dick and all that, I'm 18 and he's like what 40? So just because I'm legal doesn't mean you can start an onslaught with this kinda treatment (thank lord we live in different countries) and he was inconsiderate, he even calls himself a man, I never knew a man means being a fuckboy.

This taught me a quick lesson on the type of men I should avoid and just because he's old doesn't mean shit, he's stingy as well so I doubt he would give me a life I deserve, (I was kind of wanting to attempt some kind of sugar thing but like it's just to risky!) which is why he has such a messy romantic history with how many kids he has I don't know.

I want women to avoid him but maybe there are people who might love him. He doesn't understand boundaries and needs you to be firm and repeat which I suck at because I don't like him not caring enough to listen properly to what I say, he likes to make you agree that he is never wrong and all that, but I'm too weak, tired to argue so I just get it over with and say my goodbyes. I should've done it earlier like legit talk to him for 30 minutes and realise he ain't here to cheer me up without getting something out of me and avoided those extra 4 days.

A real man would be responsible for his children and not abuse them when he's drunk. I doubt he's changed because even if he apparently never hit a woman, they haven't struggled enough with him because he does have a mean face but I've never seen him angry.

once he misunderstood my friend for working as a contractor, he thought my friend was in the army and talked shit about them pissing in bottles but I never said my friend was even part of that. After he ranted about what a shit head my friend is and I finally was able to say he wasn't even contracted in the army, he was just some project manager guy I think? Where you are hired to a company to bring a proposed plan to real life and you handle big bucks and have meetings everyday-- the guy was silent, not sure if he's holding in his anger or wanted to tell me why didn't I say so sooner (uh well I could if he stopped bashing at something that doesn't even exist) and then I forgot what happened after that but that's it. I don't feel like I was able to say much in conversation, he talks a lot and I don't feel like I'm really there so I might as well leave right. Ughh he was such a headache why did I even bother.

He shouldn't have abandoned his children to his older brother to take care of in another country. If he knew he fucked up with his first child that he wasn't supposed to have, he should've done better in preventing it from happening, at least again. The one I dated was an absolute nightmare where if I left he would threaten to kill himself. I'm dumb.

I might rant about the son in another post, like dude it's just yucky. I wouldn't consider my time with him as being dating but if you think that me hanging on to a dead beat and trying to help him while I suffered is a relationship just because he says he loves me and I'm kind of forced to say me too back then I guess that I did date him.

He shouldn't have joined the army, I'm sure there are other opportunities, he should know killing is bad, I don't know what happens in the field for people to be okay but wars are never okay and that you shouldn't even support it by signing up. I know it's not realistic to want people to not have wars and all that but that's another topic, all I'm saying is that a religious person should value what the Lord has created and not laugh about in their deaths to try woo a girl.

He's the basic American but with ADHD who is in a high position in a company and would fire people mercilessly. He's such a dick for basically sending this woman to the streets, a single struggling mother just because Amazon thinks she works like shit or something (a mother trying to bring up 4 kids is stressful, don't know much about the backstory with her but she's trying to do her best by herself. I'm sure you can help others out of your work hours right? 'be like the Lord' he sneers as he fired her, I don't know why he didn't feel bad for her, he literally laughed when he told me that like brooo you're fucked). I'm sure I've read that Amazon treats everyone like shit anyways.

Although he's taught me more about the Lord, that's about as good as it gets. I was new into being a Protestant.

Being a Protestant doesn't mean much. He glorifies himself to the point where he just thinks that he deserves everything. Like yeah man we follow the Bible and that's as close as it gets with the Lord man, I'm like superior to all others and like having a big ego helps, not knowing how my actions can hurt others helps because I don't need to worry about them as long as I send my message, like I don't care and like I'll treat my woman with mad respect but because you aren't my woman right now I'll not do that because you know, not every woman deserves respect I guess.

(I read that how a guy treats you now is how he gonna treat you forever, don't expect him to change just because you changed titles, like legit a title means nothing but for others to understand a relationship, he doesn't love you unless you cross a river? Well shit I ain't even gonna try cross it for a fool).

Like his son, he also says that he would find a (redhead) chick that's better than me, which I doubt because it's either she is dumb and would let him trample her, or a cool chick who dated him but soon realises what a cunt he is and hopefully leaves him for her own good, I'm sorry that I'm so against him but I just think he's breeded enough of his own kind to pass on his disgusting ways and teaching them how to treat a woman like shit U hardly even have a wife to even treat her properly enough to be together forever with, he can't fucking take care of his own children and would like to have more for crying out loud, yeah I want to spend the rest of my life with someone I love but I don't know how to love because I'll try exploit them instead and blah blah blah. His favourite character is the slut boy and would laugh 'giggly diggly' I think that's how he says it? Creepy, yeah, one of the best friends of peter from family guy, says a lot huh.

I'm tired. I don't know if I should say his name because who knows what'll happen. But I also want women to have a heads up on what kind of person he is. He didn't do anything illegal, or that he hasn't told me the shit he did. (Does killing people while in the army count as murder?) He's as great as he claims to be if he did love the Lord and read the Bible he would've known a 3some was a no-no, and wanting to marry me while doing that kinda shit makes me uncomfortable, I don't think he even took me seriously to even know what to say to a girl. Literally just stop talking about your kinky ass shit and your dick being hard, and if that's all you can talk about besides the Lord then that's the reason why I blocked him. He believed we were dating the moment I spoke to him that I broke up with his son. That's whack. Ew.

Thanks for reading because I just had to get this outta my head like, bad stuff like this doesn't extinguish itself unless I vent it out yanno?

#disgusting piece of shit