Saturday, 26 March 2016 02:29 PM
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#22940 I don't know how to feel about this. I was dating a girl freshman year, she always wanted to wait to have sex, so I respected her wishes. When we finally did have sex (after 5 dates) she was so boring in bed that I had to ask repeatedly if she was ok, if want to switch positions, she said that she was good and that the position was good too. I'm used to at least fooling around, changing position, doing screaming orgasms and stuff like that, so I was working with her clit, pulling hair, and everything. Didn't street an hr and a half I just lost interest and my boner got soft. So I laid in bed beside her, she fell asleep and I never could, so I wrote get a note saying to text me for breakfast when she wakes up. So we went to breakfast, and I broke up with her, I said that it seemed like there was something she wanted to do and that I want a part of it. So we split up, it hurt me deeply, not just because I invested time in her, but because it felt really special to be with her, like I never had that feeling before. I just saw her over spring break for the first time in 2 years! She was sitting all alone on a bench crying, so I sat beside her and said what's up? She looked up at me with her huge green eyes, and every fucking repressed memory canecame back to me, so extreme that it knocked me off the bench, and left me almost unable to breath, but i regained myself and we went to go grab something to eat (oddly, same place we broke up, same table too) where she told me she dropped out of school to go party, she told me she had a diet of smoking, drugs, alcohol, and so much sex with just random strangers. She said she probably had over 500 different guys in her, since there were times when she would be blacked out. She never did get pregnant, but has stds (which, you know, that's what she was uncomfortable talking to me about). So we ordered and she scarfed down 4 Belgium waffles in a couple minutes (she's 5ft tall, and 100lbs). Once we got done she started to add me on all my social media sites, where I added her back, but everything she posted was so disgusting that I didn't even finish my oatmeal. At the end of it she said she was happy that I was in her life again, n went off somewhere. I immediately blocked her from all social media and the phone number I had of hers. I felt bad because what if she has some mental problem, like I mean I spent all day thinking about it and vomiting so much they all turned into dry heaves, but it was so repulsive on every level. Like what if I caused it, I don't think I was her first, she spent a year fucking different dudes every single day, getting drunk and doing drugs. What the fuck was her problem? She came from a great home, she went to church every week, never showed a sign of depression, anxiety, or etc... I have no idea, but honesty, I don't want to know, I just don't know if I should have helped her or if running from her was the best option... If it helps, Purdue declined her admission, that's why she was crying.