Jiaxi
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I meet an mmtb down my hall and begin spending time in her room in order to smack her geek bar and yart. The more and more time passes I begin to realize she’s actually very intelligent and not horrible looking and figure out why she would be single if she’s not a slut. She explains that she has a boyfriend who is like this meathead gymcel who cold approached her at orientation. I don’t seethe and just let the rage pass through me as I know this guy is most likely going to not fw me being in her room for hours watching movies. I ask my manlet indian pledge homie about this guy and he says that he’s the type of person you don’t really mess around with. I try to take this as a joke since I am skinny (133lbs) rn and not ready to face that this dude is most likely able to throw me in the air and smack me down in front of the girl. I realize i’m just overreacting and if he wants to do something he can.
Time passes, me and the girl become more close despite this boyfriend and I become comfortable just walking in her room or with her changing next to me before we watch movies. One night I was playing gta fried in my room and I think she was drunk because she came up to my door to talk to me. For reference my room smells like za and just a weird musty smell ever since my neighbors gave me their futon. We sit down like normal except now she’s more talkative and begins just spilling about her boyfriend and how he treats her etc. I’m so high and her talking was really making me irrated for some reason, I didn’t manage to retain a lot of the information but a lot about how he doesn’t talk to her typical chad behavior so I ignored it. My brain has almost found a way to sift through the brutality of the blackpill by just forgetting that she’s getting pounded by this guy every-time I leave. Then I realize, while i’m sitting on the couch, this mtb is in MY room NOT his room
. She makes a joke about me being a skinny faggot so we arm wrestle and I lowkey just throw her on the bed. She probably was suprised because women don’t understand biology so I did a little bit of “education.” My homie walks into me like basically suplexing shordie of the side of a bean bag before she tapped out face all red and smiling. 
I love white women vro.
for reference the guy I invited is kind of like this performative artist type but comes across as just performative. He continuously gets upset about my usage of the n word and views on women and just really overall cuck views but a good guy deep down and has been kind to me.
so he walks into my room and witnesses this display then hears later that she has a boyfriend when he tries to talk to her. He talks to her so much she leaves and I deduce the fact that because i’m LTN and hes LTN there’s no way of getting her to come back and that this wasn’t out of any really physical attraction must simply be some weird psychological thing.
time passes and I go one day to knock on her door. I knock on it and she fucking yells at me “i’m busy with something.” My lifepath 7/11 brain is scrambling for answers bc she is never busy. I come to find out she was getting messages written by some LTB from her bfs computer saying that she was currently getting cracked for the second night in a row. I learn all this through the mtb and she says some cope about how “he never cheated before” “he probably won’t cheat again.” yeah.. they are all whores. She even had voice recordings of him saying that he was cheating and didn’t give a fuck since she was texting her ex.
long ass story but what should I do if anything
Time passes, me and the girl become more close despite this boyfriend and I become comfortable just walking in her room or with her changing next to me before we watch movies. One night I was playing gta fried in my room and I think she was drunk because she came up to my door to talk to me. For reference my room smells like za and just a weird musty smell ever since my neighbors gave me their futon. We sit down like normal except now she’s more talkative and begins just spilling about her boyfriend and how he treats her etc. I’m so high and her talking was really making me irrated for some reason, I didn’t manage to retain a lot of the information but a lot about how he doesn’t talk to her typical chad behavior so I ignored it. My brain has almost found a way to sift through the brutality of the blackpill by just forgetting that she’s getting pounded by this guy every-time I leave. Then I realize, while i’m sitting on the couch, this mtb is in MY room NOT his room
. She makes a joke about me being a skinny faggot so we arm wrestle and I lowkey just throw her on the bed. She probably was suprised because women don’t understand biology so I did a little bit of “education.” My homie walks into me like basically suplexing shordie of the side of a bean bag before she tapped out face all red and smiling. I love white women vro. for reference the guy I invited is kind of like this performative artist type but comes across as just performative. He continuously gets upset about my usage of the n word and views on women and just really overall cuck views but a good guy deep down and has been kind to me.
so he walks into my room and witnesses this display then hears later that she has a boyfriend when he tries to talk to her. He talks to her so much she leaves and I deduce the fact that because i’m LTN and hes LTN there’s no way of getting her to come back and that this wasn’t out of any really physical attraction must simply be some weird psychological thing.
time passes and I go one day to knock on her door. I knock on it and she fucking yells at me “i’m busy with something.” My lifepath 7/11 brain is scrambling for answers bc she is never busy. I come to find out she was getting messages written by some LTB from her bfs computer saying that she was currently getting cracked for the second night in a row. I learn all this through the mtb and she says some cope about how “he never cheated before” “he probably won’t cheat again.” yeah.. they are all whores. She even had voice recordings of him saying that he was cheating and didn’t give a fuck since she was texting her ex.
long ass story but what should I do if anything
