Alright. To all that have known me for a pretty decent amount of time (Ryan (Catharsis) mainly,) you already know what's going on and what my life has been all about for the past year.
To all that don't, listen if you want a good ol' read.
I just wanted to start a thread based on any experiences you guys have had with cheating girlfriends. Last fall around this time of the year, I met this spicy little redhead named Allison.. Time passes as we get to know each other, and we eventually fall in love. Now, at the time, I was in the midst of moving upstate about 23 miles away.. So, I knew (since I don't drive legally yet) there'd be no way in fuck we'd ever be able to see each other. Crap turns into shit and a month before the actual move, her dad dies.. She calls me at 7 in the morning waking me up screaming and crying, I naturally calm her down and ask her what's going on, and she tells me her dad died.. I immediately got dressed, grab the van keys, and cruised a couple miles down to Best Buy and picked her up.. We speeded on the freeway going about 105 back to her dad's house to stumble upon her dad's wife (step-mom) going absolutely crazy.. That was the day she moved in with me at my old house. With a little human mind manipulation and pursuasion, and a FUCKload of money, I get the okay to bring her with when me and my parents moved to the apartment. Now, I say it like that because at the time she was 17.. She's almost 19 now. So, time passes and we move. At this point I've been unemployed for the whole summer plus that time, and was recieving about 100$ a week in unemployment (FUCK THAT!) We spent the rest of the fall and winter and 3/4 of this summer together in that room, literally 24/7, with nothing to do and nowhere to go mainly because all of our friends lived a fuckload away. Now, during this time, she's been very jealous, passive-aggressive, and very manipulating when we fight (it was once a fucking day.) She always found a way, even when she's at fault, to turn an argument back on my ass in HALF a fucking second. Not only that, but she's lied to me so many fucking times about pretty important shit such as when I met her she told me she was 18.. Cops showed up at my house and took her away because her dad called her in as a runaway. Anyways, pretty much a whole year of breathing the same air as her and fucking her every day made me change the way I see the world. She's had a HUGE positive influence on me, and a HUGE negative influence at the same time.. Yet, me, being the loyal one, I still would do god damned anything for her. BUT.. to tie into the whole lying aspect of Allison, she's snuck off multiple times and partied with this coke-head fucking loser who wants to do her. I've forgiven her every time, and after every fucking time she messes up like that, I always forgive her. So, for the current past couple of days, to start at the beginning..
I was at work, and I got a really weird gut feeling that something was not right at home, so I took my break early and tried calling Allison for damn near 45 minutes straight. She finally gets around to texting me 'WHAT?!' and I called her and explained what was going on, and she told me I was a psychic and hung up. Supposedly, right when I tried called her the first time she was JUST meeting this guy that she met on fucking MySpace to drive around and smoke (weed) with him. This is the same guy that, about 2 weeks earlier, she started talking to and ended up giving him NOODZ and shit. Yeah, my stupid fucking ass forgave her for that, too. Anyway, when I got a hold of her again, I finally got it out of her that she cheated on me with said douchebag. Something fucking happened to me, because I felt something click in my heart and head. So, I'm at work, ringing customers up, looking like fucking lucifer for the remaining 8 hours I had to work.. And I get home, and shit hits the fucking fan. Multiple stab holes in the wall + broken coffee table + one broken knuckle = what happened up until the point where my drummer finally picked me up and we went to band practice. Afteron I spent the rest of my day off getting as absolutely fucked up as I could, and every 10 minutes it felt like I would have a surge of adrenaline spread through me.
I wasn't fucking happy. And I'm still not, even after the extremely rough/angry sex I bestowed upon that slut. But what gets me is the pure fact that for the entirety of this past year, I've been doing nothing but supporting her lazy jobless ass, feeding her, giving her shelter, making sure every day I call her beautiful and make her happy.. I haven't been able to have ANY time alone or money to spend on myself at fucking ALL. AND I hooked her up with a job across the street at the gas station (it's somethin!) AND I helped her get into a good college here.
After taking her in from an abusive home, and doing all that for her, I still love the backstabbing bitch. And I know she knows what she did and loves me.
I'm still in the process of deciding what the fuck to do with her, cause if I sent her ass back home, she'd go right back into that abusive life style that she's too sweet to deserve or handle.. But once a cheater always a cheater, and she's cheated on exes too, so.....
¯\(°_o)/¯ HOW DO GIRLFRIEND
To all that don't, listen if you want a good ol' read.
I just wanted to start a thread based on any experiences you guys have had with cheating girlfriends. Last fall around this time of the year, I met this spicy little redhead named Allison.. Time passes as we get to know each other, and we eventually fall in love. Now, at the time, I was in the midst of moving upstate about 23 miles away.. So, I knew (since I don't drive legally yet) there'd be no way in fuck we'd ever be able to see each other. Crap turns into shit and a month before the actual move, her dad dies.. She calls me at 7 in the morning waking me up screaming and crying, I naturally calm her down and ask her what's going on, and she tells me her dad died.. I immediately got dressed, grab the van keys, and cruised a couple miles down to Best Buy and picked her up.. We speeded on the freeway going about 105 back to her dad's house to stumble upon her dad's wife (step-mom) going absolutely crazy.. That was the day she moved in with me at my old house. With a little human mind manipulation and pursuasion, and a FUCKload of money, I get the okay to bring her with when me and my parents moved to the apartment. Now, I say it like that because at the time she was 17.. She's almost 19 now. So, time passes and we move. At this point I've been unemployed for the whole summer plus that time, and was recieving about 100$ a week in unemployment (FUCK THAT!) We spent the rest of the fall and winter and 3/4 of this summer together in that room, literally 24/7, with nothing to do and nowhere to go mainly because all of our friends lived a fuckload away. Now, during this time, she's been very jealous, passive-aggressive, and very manipulating when we fight (it was once a fucking day.) She always found a way, even when she's at fault, to turn an argument back on my ass in HALF a fucking second. Not only that, but she's lied to me so many fucking times about pretty important shit such as when I met her she told me she was 18.. Cops showed up at my house and took her away because her dad called her in as a runaway. Anyways, pretty much a whole year of breathing the same air as her and fucking her every day made me change the way I see the world. She's had a HUGE positive influence on me, and a HUGE negative influence at the same time.. Yet, me, being the loyal one, I still would do god damned anything for her. BUT.. to tie into the whole lying aspect of Allison, she's snuck off multiple times and partied with this coke-head fucking loser who wants to do her. I've forgiven her every time, and after every fucking time she messes up like that, I always forgive her. So, for the current past couple of days, to start at the beginning..
I was at work, and I got a really weird gut feeling that something was not right at home, so I took my break early and tried calling Allison for damn near 45 minutes straight. She finally gets around to texting me 'WHAT?!' and I called her and explained what was going on, and she told me I was a psychic and hung up. Supposedly, right when I tried called her the first time she was JUST meeting this guy that she met on fucking MySpace to drive around and smoke (weed) with him. This is the same guy that, about 2 weeks earlier, she started talking to and ended up giving him NOODZ and shit. Yeah, my stupid fucking ass forgave her for that, too. Anyway, when I got a hold of her again, I finally got it out of her that she cheated on me with said douchebag. Something fucking happened to me, because I felt something click in my heart and head. So, I'm at work, ringing customers up, looking like fucking lucifer for the remaining 8 hours I had to work.. And I get home, and shit hits the fucking fan. Multiple stab holes in the wall + broken coffee table + one broken knuckle = what happened up until the point where my drummer finally picked me up and we went to band practice. Afteron I spent the rest of my day off getting as absolutely fucked up as I could, and every 10 minutes it felt like I would have a surge of adrenaline spread through me.
I wasn't fucking happy. And I'm still not, even after the extremely rough/angry sex I bestowed upon that slut. But what gets me is the pure fact that for the entirety of this past year, I've been doing nothing but supporting her lazy jobless ass, feeding her, giving her shelter, making sure every day I call her beautiful and make her happy.. I haven't been able to have ANY time alone or money to spend on myself at fucking ALL. AND I hooked her up with a job across the street at the gas station (it's somethin!) AND I helped her get into a good college here.
After taking her in from an abusive home, and doing all that for her, I still love the backstabbing bitch. And I know she knows what she did and loves me.
I'm still in the process of deciding what the fuck to do with her, cause if I sent her ass back home, she'd go right back into that abusive life style that she's too sweet to deserve or handle.. But once a cheater always a cheater, and she's cheated on exes too, so.....
¯\(°_o)/¯ HOW DO GIRLFRIEND