Category: Dating

I was furious when I woke up this morning. I was furious because I finally gave in and text Jock yesterday, and he ignored me. A bunch of his Xmas presents had arrived, and I figured I may as well still give them to him so I asked for his address. He moaned about work and I realised I didn’t have to listen to his shit anymore. “Change jobs then. Your couldn’t-give-a-fuck attitude destroyed our relationship. Don’t let it destroy your life too.” He didn’t respond. Later on I sent…

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I’m not really sure where to start with Geek Boy. Things started to get very hot despite the fact I was trying to make the conversation somewhat platonic as I’m still mourning for my last relationship. He sent me a penis picture. In fact, he’s now sent me two penis pictures. Holy fucking shit. He’s the biggest thing I’ve ever seen. I actually think he might have the biggest dick I’ve ever physically seen in my life! Tall, thick and proud. Three words that I would use to describe this…

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So, we’ve been talking for a couple of days and I finally agreed to let Jock come over Friday night to talk about things and see if there was any way that the last year and a half could be salvaged and not turn into a total waste of my time. It turns out, there’s no way. It was just a waste of my time. Lol! I expected something special when he arrived especially seeing as he kinda admitted that he was partly to blame for the falling-apart of what…

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Jock drove to mine. He dumped my stuff on my front doorstep. He ripped the bag containing a few of his things out of my hands, then he drove off without even so much as a backwards glance. It was brutal. As I shut the door after him, tears streamed down my face. I walked to my room, closed my door and fell to my knees. For about fifteen solid minutes I sat there, hugging my own legs, tears silently rolling down my cheeks. The way he did that really,…

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CONTENT WARNING: mentions self-harm. I guess it’s over then. I hadn’t heard from him for a couple of days. The last thing he said to me was: “I hate fighting too. Two strong characters If it was easy, it would be boring. We are both on the same page, trust me. You’re my future” I didn’t respond and that was two days ago. This morning I woke up with the right hump again, and decided to ask him if he wanted me to post his charger back or if he…

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Jock invited me to go a theme park on Sunday. It was his step-daughter’s birthday. We had already discussed me meeting the daughter and her mother, and to be honest, I thought I’d be able to put it off for longer than this but apparently not. Anyway, I couldn’t go because I was covering a shift for a work colleague but despite that, I wouldn’t have gone anyway. Do you know why? Let me fucking tell you. My birthday was in June and for the event, I wanted my closest…

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So, The fucking Ex. She’s back. Jock and I had been sailing along just splendidly for a while. Well, not exactly splendidly but we were doing OK. To be fair, nothing exciting had happened in a while. It was inevitable that something would go to shit. It just had to be her didn’t it. Fuck I hate her. I don’t get what this woman’s problem is. Honestly. There is no fucking need for this bullshit. She’s like a petulant child. It’s ridiculous. Apparently, two weeks ago when Jock and I…

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