Gay Bar of Broken Dreams
When you think your friend is throwing you a party, the worst thing to do is be late. Tonight I found myself an hour late for Fine Form's party. After receiving no phone call asking where we were, I figured it was not a big deal. We arrived, and quickly discovered that everyone at the party was in the Teen age. After I had half a cup from the keg, we were all informed that the Keg had ran out. Fine Form's friend Pete went around and tried collecting money from everyone there in order to refill the keg. Apparently, Pete was also 21, so R decided that the three of us would take the keg to get its re fill. She also offered up my vehicle. The three of us then headed out to get more beer. One viper race, and one round of flirt with the foreigners later, we were back at Fine Form's. Davie and R smoked it up, and I tried to be social. Beer pong in the back yard was fun, having High Schoolers all around wasn't. Pete and R bonded over beer pong, and small sparks set sail. After Fine Form insisted that everyone was being to loud, he started to shut down the party. R and I decided to meet up with Tall Form, Mexi Form, and GG, and where? None other then my break up bar- Gigi's.
Driving there, I made sure Tall Form and Mexi Form looked close at everyone in the bar to make sure Cheat and Home Wrecker were not there. The place was still packed when we arrived. Within the first five minuets they were pulling GG outside because he was to drunk. I stayed inside and scanned the club for Cheat. I ran into none other then Julia. I had not seen her in a long time. As I made my way through the bar, there it was. The spot. The spot in the back of the bar where we had broken up. On the spot stood two men. As I watched them exchange words, I could not help but wonder if they were breaking up as well. As I made my way back by the door, in walked someone else who I was not expecting to see. Jawad. Jawad and Cheat use to be good friends, until some shit went down a few months prior. I said my hello's and told Jawad what had happened 4 nights before. He, along with his possi which consisted of two girls and a guy, nodded. They all explained once again how Brian had never been loyal to me and how there were others that he cheated with prior to Home Wrecker. They told me his nick name was "Brian Whore", I guess everybody else knew, except of course me. As I walked back through the bar, I began to think. How well DO we really know the people we choose to date? Could we all just be dating a two faced whore? Can someone who has never been able to be with only one person at a time, ever truly be Monogamous? And if so, for how long?
Tall Form texted me and told me to get outside because GG needed me. When I got outside, I walked over to the crew. GG was on his way to passing out, and R was doing her best to keep him inline. I guess he and Pascoe were secretly back together, and Pascoe had just broken up with him in a text. He stood there, half past out, simply bitching about Pascoe. At the same time, there stood another. He was not drunk, but bawling his eyes out and refusing to get in a car to leave. When I inquired what was wrong, everyone kept telling me that Pascoe broke up with GG. From Where I stood, it looked like there was two GG's. One was his physical form that was on the verge of passing out, and the other was the sober, emotional one bawling his eyes out. It was like the other guy was crying for GG because GG could not cry in the state he was in. As I looked on at the bar, I got a cold feeling. This bar was becoming the place where dreams get broken. I stepped back and sent Cheat one last text, informing him on what all his ex friends were calling him. I mostly did this to see if he would respond, since I knew he was with Home Wrecker. The response I got, however, was totally out of line
"Your a fucking ass. Stop texting me, deusth bag. and by the way bitch fuck you. Ps. your fat"
-Puppy Out
I was so taken my only response was this " your a whore, and you will never be able to be loyal to one person"
I received a text from his "boyfriend" afterwards telling me to go the fuck away and leave them the fuck alone. And just like that, I was done.
It had finally become clear, this whole year had just been A.D.D.: Another Dating Disaster
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Driving there, I made sure Tall Form and Mexi Form looked close at everyone in the bar to make sure Cheat and Home Wrecker were not there. The place was still packed when we arrived. Within the first five minuets they were pulling GG outside because he was to drunk. I stayed inside and scanned the club for Cheat. I ran into none other then Julia. I had not seen her in a long time. As I made my way through the bar, there it was. The spot. The spot in the back of the bar where we had broken up. On the spot stood two men. As I watched them exchange words, I could not help but wonder if they were breaking up as well. As I made my way back by the door, in walked someone else who I was not expecting to see. Jawad. Jawad and Cheat use to be good friends, until some shit went down a few months prior. I said my hello's and told Jawad what had happened 4 nights before. He, along with his possi which consisted of two girls and a guy, nodded. They all explained once again how Brian had never been loyal to me and how there were others that he cheated with prior to Home Wrecker. They told me his nick name was "Brian Whore", I guess everybody else knew, except of course me. As I walked back through the bar, I began to think. How well DO we really know the people we choose to date? Could we all just be dating a two faced whore? Can someone who has never been able to be with only one person at a time, ever truly be Monogamous? And if so, for how long?
Tall Form texted me and told me to get outside because GG needed me. When I got outside, I walked over to the crew. GG was on his way to passing out, and R was doing her best to keep him inline. I guess he and Pascoe were secretly back together, and Pascoe had just broken up with him in a text. He stood there, half past out, simply bitching about Pascoe. At the same time, there stood another. He was not drunk, but bawling his eyes out and refusing to get in a car to leave. When I inquired what was wrong, everyone kept telling me that Pascoe broke up with GG. From Where I stood, it looked like there was two GG's. One was his physical form that was on the verge of passing out, and the other was the sober, emotional one bawling his eyes out. It was like the other guy was crying for GG because GG could not cry in the state he was in. As I looked on at the bar, I got a cold feeling. This bar was becoming the place where dreams get broken. I stepped back and sent Cheat one last text, informing him on what all his ex friends were calling him. I mostly did this to see if he would respond, since I knew he was with Home Wrecker. The response I got, however, was totally out of line
"Your a fucking ass. Stop texting me, deusth bag. and by the way bitch fuck you. Ps. your fat"
-Puppy Out
I was so taken my only response was this " your a whore, and you will never be able to be loyal to one person"
I received a text from his "boyfriend" afterwards telling me to go the fuck away and leave them the fuck alone. And just like that, I was done.
It had finally become clear, this whole year had just been A.D.D.: Another Dating Disaster
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