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i was in a relationship for 9 months with a guy that i considered to be the love of my life. everything was going well untill i started hearing rumors that he was talkng to my cousin. i couldnt believe it and at the time didnt pay too much mind to it. it just so happened to be true. they were talking and i was heart broken. my own cousin betrayed me and so did he. he begged me to forgive him and assured me that she didnt mean anything to him. unbelievably i forgave him. i was too in love with him and didnt want to lose him. Everything went well after that and there were nomore rumors.
On the day of my birthday everything changed. He sent me a text message telling me that im a hoe for not telling him that i had gone out with a guy that he knows. that got me really upset since that had happened way before him. He told me off and told me it was over. He messed up my birthday i was heart broken and stressed. But my heart still loves him its just unexplainable :/..
I was dating a girl for about 3 years, and one night we go out to a fantastic bar with a poker buddy of mine whom I had known for about 2 years. Being young and at a bar, we get totally shitfaced, and head back to the hotel (too far to take a cab home). After continuing to drink for another couple of hours, I discover that the insides of my stomach have decided to make a break for it, and that I need to lie down and pass out.
I wake up 30 minutes later to breath on my ear and the sound of moans. It seems my girl is on the bed behind me (bonus, there are 2 beds in the room), and my "friend" is behind her, with one hand down her pants and one hand up her shirt. I decide to wait a bit, to see where this is going (and to prevent excuses later). After about 15 minutes, I hear whispering, which I can only assume is something like "Let's move to the other bed so we can fuck without waking him". At this point I alert them to the fact that I am awake and have been for some time, that they're both dead to me, I'm moving to Vegas the next day, and then I get dressed to catch the aforementioned cab (the one that was too expensive).
She starts crying, and this guy, this...unbelievable asshole, starts trying to play the mediator, "She's a good girl, she doesn't deserve this" and the like. I tell him to shut his fucking mouth, and proceed to walk to the elevator. He chooses to physically bar my way, and even grabs me by the arm to prevent me from leaving. I calmly inform him that if he doesn't let me go, I'm going to knock him the fuck out. He doesn't take me seriously. Now...I'm not a violent guy...but looking at the expression of "come on guy" on this bastards face snapped something in me, and I dropped him like the sack of shit he is and leave.
The thing about this that really irked me is this:
Really? REALLY? You're going to wait until I'm sick with liquor, and THEN betray me at my weakest? Contemptible.
Vegas is nice.
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