I betrayed her first I guess with my fuckups. And then she betrayed me worse, sicced her girl friends on me, couldn't even break up with me properly, and might have been cheating on me with them.
I felt bad until they tried to harass me. And now my love that I had for her faded completely, knowing she was in on it too.
Fellas never date a woman that says she's bisexual, or reads Yuri/Yaoi.
On a fucking Friday! I can't believe how horrible I felt earlier when she probably hasn't given a shit about me for weeks. It's absurd. We only survived a year and one month, and it was the closest I ever got to someone. I did fuck it all up, I did deserve to be left but some things go far into petty drama and trifles territory. Every ex girlfriend I've ever had got their shitty friends on me. Maybe it's a defensive thing, but I ain't said a word more. We had a goodbye-less breakup, exchanged belongings and everything, and I passed it to her friend and said it was nice to meet you, she did the fake smile and said it was nice to meet you too.
Texts me hours later with a bunch of niggerbabble, then calls me the two faced one to start with her spiel.
Water off my back. Good riddance. Always trust your gut on THOSE female friends who are against your best interests. They're a skeptic crowd. And just never date someone who lives even just hours away unless you can see them often. Ever. This sperging long distance texting bullshit don't work when you're someone else on the keyboard compared to your IRL self. Now I'm just mad at the time I've fucking wasted, she has a support group to fall back on and I have fuck-all aside from few. Just sharing. Don't repeat my mistakes. Young love makes a fool of us all. Don't date non religious or agnostic women or men if you're a believer. It's the worst mistake.
I guess lowering my standards ended up netting me with what I deserve. But her love made quite a damn fool of me and it's only me I'll really blame as the catalyst. It felt amazing. The sex was cool. I don't regret that. Though, deciding to have dyke sex with your friend the day you break up with your boyfriend of 1 year plus, lies or not it speaks volumes about your character and soul.