hahahahhahahah omg
so i go to surprise my g/f in the middle of the night and i find some dudes pants and shoes under her bed. no car (cuz she drove him) and she tried to lie and say it was her brother's shoes lololololol. so what do you assume when your girlfriend has some guy's clothes under her bed, he's nowhere to be found, she lies about it, and the bitch's eyes go straight down when i find the stuff.
later on when i called to make it official that she was a cheating whore, she told me nothing happened and i, being good ol' david nassif began to make her cry super hard telling her how awesome i was and how she was lucky to have me (completely true) and she was a peice of shit (to be determined).
so she tells me he left and is walking home, the next time she calls they're at denny's (like 5 minutes later, how did she find him so fast and pick him up? amazing girl she was) and i tell her to come get her stuff in a couple of days since it was some expensive art shit and clothes.....
well well well she yells at me telling me she's not a peice of shit (see poll below) and then puts her new friend on the phone. so i blow up (i dont know what the reason i left her house so fast and not kicked his naked ass was) on the phone and tell him if he doesnt want to buy her more stuff then he better come get it himself and he goes "well i already did get it" (classic) and hangs up
so i call back a couple times before i get to her and tell her about how she's gonna come get her stuff and that she is not allowed to look me in the face when she does, cuz im gangsta like that. and she goes "i never really thought you cared about me" so thats funny right? she's trying to defend herself by telling me that she was pursuing someone who cared about her but at the same time trying to convince me thats not what she was after. this is why you dont date art girls.
i tried to get some perspective on myself from some external sources but that was of no help (i called all the wrong people).......so annonymous myspace crowd, let me know what you think!
later on when i called to make it official that she was a cheating whore, she told me nothing happened and i, being good ol' david nassif began to make her cry super hard telling her how awesome i was and how she was lucky to have me (completely true) and she was a peice of shit (to be determined).
so she tells me he left and is walking home, the next time she calls they're at denny's (like 5 minutes later, how did she find him so fast and pick him up? amazing girl she was) and i tell her to come get her stuff in a couple of days since it was some expensive art shit and clothes.....
well well well she yells at me telling me she's not a peice of shit (see poll below) and then puts her new friend on the phone. so i blow up (i dont know what the reason i left her house so fast and not kicked his naked ass was) on the phone and tell him if he doesnt want to buy her more stuff then he better come get it himself and he goes "well i already did get it" (classic) and hangs up
so i call back a couple times before i get to her and tell her about how she's gonna come get her stuff and that she is not allowed to look me in the face when she does, cuz im gangsta like that. and she goes "i never really thought you cared about me" so thats funny right? she's trying to defend herself by telling me that she was pursuing someone who cared about her but at the same time trying to convince me thats not what she was after. this is why you dont date art girls.
i tried to get some perspective on myself from some external sources but that was of no help (i called all the wrong people).......so annonymous myspace crowd, let me know what you think!