WhyNotMe_
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This summer, in the beginning, I started dating this girl I thought I was in love with,
I was simping over her, giving her my attention, thinking she was the one, but she was just leading me on.
We started kissing, and I even texted her that I loved her,
but soon I found out she was texting like five other guys behind my back.
I dropped her after that, and something in me changed
I became a player, started manipulating girls, using them for my own benefit.
At one point, I had seven dates lined up in just a single week,
and it felt like I had taken control back, like I couldn’t be hurt the same way again.
But now I’ve met another girl, and honestly I don’t even know if I really like her,
yet we’ve been kissing every day, and yesterday I stayed in her room until five in the morning.
The strange thing is I don’t feel anything deep for her, but she clearly has feelings for me,
because whenever we meet, she hugs me so hard and holds on for so long, then looks into my eyes and starts kissing me.
I can’t deny there’s something there, but part of me feels blocked off,
and maybe I would have feelings for her if it wasn’t for what happened at the beginning of summer,
when I got played by that other girl who broke the part of me that believed in love so easily.
brutal lovepill
I was simping over her, giving her my attention, thinking she was the one, but she was just leading me on.
We started kissing, and I even texted her that I loved her,
but soon I found out she was texting like five other guys behind my back.
I dropped her after that, and something in me changed
I became a player, started manipulating girls, using them for my own benefit.
At one point, I had seven dates lined up in just a single week,
and it felt like I had taken control back, like I couldn’t be hurt the same way again.
But now I’ve met another girl, and honestly I don’t even know if I really like her,
yet we’ve been kissing every day, and yesterday I stayed in her room until five in the morning.
The strange thing is I don’t feel anything deep for her, but she clearly has feelings for me,
because whenever we meet, she hugs me so hard and holds on for so long, then looks into my eyes and starts kissing me.
I can’t deny there’s something there, but part of me feels blocked off,
and maybe I would have feelings for her if it wasn’t for what happened at the beginning of summer,
when I got played by that other girl who broke the part of me that believed in love so easily.
brutal lovepill
