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If you're gonna write DNR kys, and yes i used chat gpt to correct the punctuation.
Full story:
I met a foid from my class this school year since I just came to a brand new school. We started talking and became friends. I crushed on her since the beginning but knew someone like me wouldn’t have a chance and also she had a very clear crush on my HTN friend and said it in some private circles a couple of times. But after my friend rejected her she started talking more to me. She started calling me her “hb”???? Whenever we were writing I always tried to slip in some compliments and jokes about being more than friends. Idk if she ever even thought about them seriously or such. We eventually got to know each other very well.
One night she texts me like always just some friends chatting until she asks if I wanna call. I said sure. For context we never called. We talked about like private stuff etc and she showed a bunch of pretty “questionable angles” of her camera until we ended the call at like 3am. Told her goodbye. The very next day we also call and somehow it turned into reading each other some cheap horny pickup lines from the internet as a joke ofc (for me it wasn’t). It was her initiative so we did that and she was on a summer camp at the time and when her female friends heard what we were saying they started shipping us (pretty reasonable) but she denied it and started cringing but we kept going until we couldn’t find any more. Also ending the call with goodnight at like 3am. She called me a couple times the following days but nothing important.
Fast forward to Valentine’s Day. I didn’t write a card since I didn’t want her to read it publicly especially within her friend group. However I got like 4 cards from which 3 were bait but one was from her about me being a good friend etc so I quickly wrote mine and gave it to her. At this point I thought that both of us were feeling the same way but there was a sliver of questioning which made me scared of confessing.
Until one day I’m at a restaurant and she texts me how I’m doing. I say I’m fine. We talk for a while until she asks if we could share each other locations on Find My (it was something like this my memory is blurry). So of course I said yes. Got to know where she lives this way so I thought to myself finally I’m gonna ask her out on a date. So I texted her would she want to come to the cinema on the weekend. She asked with who else (first bad sign) so I said only the two of us. Then she sends me a voice note saying she has study etc and can’t go but at the end she said to her friend “what do I tell him I don’t want to go out with him”, without realising she also sent that part. So at that moment I understood she doesn’t want to be with me but still kept a sliver of hope.
We kept writing but I started realizing I was boring her. She kept answers short and I was always the first to write until I asked how her day was. Then she dropped an absolute bomb. She sent me a screenshot of a guy confessing to her so I jokingly said she is very attractive that’s why so many guys confess love to her (she told me stories of guys confessing to her before). She didn’t respond so I ghosted her for like a month.
This was during holiday break so we were coming back to school in a week and we had a 4 day long school trip planned coming up (yes my school still does school trips in high school and it’s going to be important later). So we came back to school we said hey and everything but didn’t talk for a while but overall didn’t have bad feelings towards each other.
When we arrived at the hotel I think on the 2nd day when we were exploring the center of Milan they let us wander around on our own for like 2 hours. And during that day while sitting alone on the bench she kept crossing my mind so I decided I wanted to truly confess I like her on this trip. So I went into a store and bought some cheap ass red wine I wanted to drink with her at night that day (super romantic I know).
So after I bought it she suddenly texts me out of nowhere if I can come. I said why. She said that her friend group split up and she’s left with some retards and didn’t have nothing to talk about. I hesitated for a moment but decided if I wanted to do it tonight I gotta come. So I asked where she was. She told me. I had her location on Find My (I in fact still did). So I came to her and we started walking around and walking until I told her I had a gift for her I wanted to give her tonight. She asked what it was and I told her it was a surprise. So we headed back for the hotel and the plan was that we discussed that I can come but she needed to tell me when she was ready. She wrote she’s gonna take a quick shower at around 1am and I can come in 20min. So I quickly got ready and went for her room as fast as possible so none of the teachers hear us.
I went to her room and then I realized my master plan had one gigantic flaw which was…. a third person in the room. It was a retarded bitch that I hated but I didn’t have a choice so I went in nevertheless. Immediately she told me she has a plan to go to the wine room and get drunk – couldn’t be more perfect (the hotel had a wine room for guests??? I guess it was luxurious but still). So I tell her I have a better idea and I pulled out my priceless 20 euro wine bottle that thankfully I refrigerated before. She was surprised and excited but there was a problem and a half. Problem first we didn’t have a opener and second we didn’t have glasses. The second part would be easy solved by drinking from the bottle but for the first part well I tried to open it with a key didn’t work so I ended up pushing the cork in with a toothbrush.
We started drinking while the dumb bitch was writing about the whole thing to her even more retarded boyfriend in the corner. We drank a little and started talking about school stuff but I wanted to shift topic. I got closer to her and was always smiling to her (she didn’t take the hint I guess) until what do I see that bitch’s boyfriend comes and ruins the whole ordeal. I said fuck it I’m not gonna let them ruin this so we kept talking on her bed while they were arguing in the back and we had to remind them to be quiet cause they’re gonna wake up the teachers (subtle foreshadowing). Until I look around and what do I see that fucking whore is drinking MY WINE BOTTLE without asking. I wanted to punch her in the face but I didn’t. The conversation already wasn’t going and now this. I wanted to get the bottle from her disgusting mouth as soon as possible so I suggested we drink more which she gladly accepted but my retarded ass drank a shit ton more than her and got pretty solid drunk but I was still “talkable to”.
Then as expected those niggers wake up the head teacher and we hear knocking on the door – shit I quickly hide under the bed but I forgot to hide the bottle with me and it’s still on the table exactly within the sight of the teacher. Thankfully he only takes that nigger back to his room and he didn’t see me or the bottle at least that’s what I thought for the moment but it’s for now irrelevant.
We come back to talking and I realise I’m more drunk than I should be and for some reason she decides to call my friends on camera (holy fucking shit). She shows me to them and those fake ass fagcells of course take a screenshot and she ends the call. She drank some more wine and I said to myself now or never. I started touching her on the hand and she laid down next to me. She had to go to the bathroom so I and so did I but I had to wait my turn. When I came back she was laying on the bed again and I started massaging her on the head and forehead. It looked like she didn’t have a problem with it so I kept doing it until she mentioned the wine again and she said she doesn’t want anymore but that I should drink it. My retarded drunk self decided it was a good idea to get even more drunk rn when I’m barely remembering what’s going on (for comparison I drank like 3/4 of the bottle while she had only the other 1/4 of it and it was like a gigantic bottle). So I take the last sip and we continue until I fucking fall over on the floor and tell her I have an important thing to tell her the very thing I came here for but I bitch out and tell her I will tell her the next day when I’m sober. She asks why and I tell I can’t tell. Fuuuuck I’m such a fucking cunt I hate myself. So I quickly pack and head to my room after telling her goodnight (don’t know how I arrived there honestly) and head to sleep.
When I wake up I realize how much I fucked up and that I have to tell it to her completely sober in a not so fucking nice setting. She texts me if I’m ready to tell her but I keep brushing it off until at around like 6pm when we all head to the store to buy food and stuff as usual but I decided to stay since I didn’t feel like going and didn’t need to. It turns out the same teacher that escorted that faggot yesterday somehow knew I was there and the wine bottle, he told me if I leave my room tonight he’s gonna call my parents and I’m gonna have problems due to my previous activities and he’s giving me one last chance. That retard leaves and then at around 8pm she comes to my room out of nowhere and asks me in the face. Now I knew something like this would happen and I was prepared so I got a little high before to ease the confession. I hesitate for a solid 3 minutes until I finally tell her something with lines of “*Her name* I wanted to tell you that I really like you for a long time and if you wanted to be something more” – holy and that was the longest 10s of my life and she responds something along the lines of – “*sigh* oh *my name 3x* you are a nice guy and all but I don’t see you that way – never have”. I felt more emotion because of a word so I reply with the classic "I understand" and start walking back to my room while trying to hide the tear that ran down my face. She asks me if I’m fine and all and I say yes and I head back into my room which I shared with 2 of my other friends. I quickly went into the bathroom and took a shower while trying not to make a sound while bitching out about myself. I finished showering after like 20min and decided to not think about it and just numb myself out of it with the cart I had.
We didn’t talk ever since other than like hey in the school hallway. That was at the end of May/beginning of June and now a couple days ago she wrote to me asking about my vacation and after I responded and asked the same she said fine and said that a guy was hitting on her again and nothing else.
-End of story.
I Know im a fag and every slur you can think of, but i wanted to get this humiliation out of me and also hear your guys opinion.
Full story:
I met a foid from my class this school year since I just came to a brand new school. We started talking and became friends. I crushed on her since the beginning but knew someone like me wouldn’t have a chance and also she had a very clear crush on my HTN friend and said it in some private circles a couple of times. But after my friend rejected her she started talking more to me. She started calling me her “hb”???? Whenever we were writing I always tried to slip in some compliments and jokes about being more than friends. Idk if she ever even thought about them seriously or such. We eventually got to know each other very well.
One night she texts me like always just some friends chatting until she asks if I wanna call. I said sure. For context we never called. We talked about like private stuff etc and she showed a bunch of pretty “questionable angles” of her camera until we ended the call at like 3am. Told her goodbye. The very next day we also call and somehow it turned into reading each other some cheap horny pickup lines from the internet as a joke ofc (for me it wasn’t). It was her initiative so we did that and she was on a summer camp at the time and when her female friends heard what we were saying they started shipping us (pretty reasonable) but she denied it and started cringing but we kept going until we couldn’t find any more. Also ending the call with goodnight at like 3am. She called me a couple times the following days but nothing important.
Fast forward to Valentine’s Day. I didn’t write a card since I didn’t want her to read it publicly especially within her friend group. However I got like 4 cards from which 3 were bait but one was from her about me being a good friend etc so I quickly wrote mine and gave it to her. At this point I thought that both of us were feeling the same way but there was a sliver of questioning which made me scared of confessing.
Until one day I’m at a restaurant and she texts me how I’m doing. I say I’m fine. We talk for a while until she asks if we could share each other locations on Find My (it was something like this my memory is blurry). So of course I said yes. Got to know where she lives this way so I thought to myself finally I’m gonna ask her out on a date. So I texted her would she want to come to the cinema on the weekend. She asked with who else (first bad sign) so I said only the two of us. Then she sends me a voice note saying she has study etc and can’t go but at the end she said to her friend “what do I tell him I don’t want to go out with him”, without realising she also sent that part. So at that moment I understood she doesn’t want to be with me but still kept a sliver of hope.
We kept writing but I started realizing I was boring her. She kept answers short and I was always the first to write until I asked how her day was. Then she dropped an absolute bomb. She sent me a screenshot of a guy confessing to her so I jokingly said she is very attractive that’s why so many guys confess love to her (she told me stories of guys confessing to her before). She didn’t respond so I ghosted her for like a month.
This was during holiday break so we were coming back to school in a week and we had a 4 day long school trip planned coming up (yes my school still does school trips in high school and it’s going to be important later). So we came back to school we said hey and everything but didn’t talk for a while but overall didn’t have bad feelings towards each other.
When we arrived at the hotel I think on the 2nd day when we were exploring the center of Milan they let us wander around on our own for like 2 hours. And during that day while sitting alone on the bench she kept crossing my mind so I decided I wanted to truly confess I like her on this trip. So I went into a store and bought some cheap ass red wine I wanted to drink with her at night that day (super romantic I know).
So after I bought it she suddenly texts me out of nowhere if I can come. I said why. She said that her friend group split up and she’s left with some retards and didn’t have nothing to talk about. I hesitated for a moment but decided if I wanted to do it tonight I gotta come. So I asked where she was. She told me. I had her location on Find My (I in fact still did). So I came to her and we started walking around and walking until I told her I had a gift for her I wanted to give her tonight. She asked what it was and I told her it was a surprise. So we headed back for the hotel and the plan was that we discussed that I can come but she needed to tell me when she was ready. She wrote she’s gonna take a quick shower at around 1am and I can come in 20min. So I quickly got ready and went for her room as fast as possible so none of the teachers hear us.
I went to her room and then I realized my master plan had one gigantic flaw which was…. a third person in the room. It was a retarded bitch that I hated but I didn’t have a choice so I went in nevertheless. Immediately she told me she has a plan to go to the wine room and get drunk – couldn’t be more perfect (the hotel had a wine room for guests??? I guess it was luxurious but still). So I tell her I have a better idea and I pulled out my priceless 20 euro wine bottle that thankfully I refrigerated before. She was surprised and excited but there was a problem and a half. Problem first we didn’t have a opener and second we didn’t have glasses. The second part would be easy solved by drinking from the bottle but for the first part well I tried to open it with a key didn’t work so I ended up pushing the cork in with a toothbrush.
We started drinking while the dumb bitch was writing about the whole thing to her even more retarded boyfriend in the corner. We drank a little and started talking about school stuff but I wanted to shift topic. I got closer to her and was always smiling to her (she didn’t take the hint I guess) until what do I see that bitch’s boyfriend comes and ruins the whole ordeal. I said fuck it I’m not gonna let them ruin this so we kept talking on her bed while they were arguing in the back and we had to remind them to be quiet cause they’re gonna wake up the teachers (subtle foreshadowing). Until I look around and what do I see that fucking whore is drinking MY WINE BOTTLE without asking. I wanted to punch her in the face but I didn’t. The conversation already wasn’t going and now this. I wanted to get the bottle from her disgusting mouth as soon as possible so I suggested we drink more which she gladly accepted but my retarded ass drank a shit ton more than her and got pretty solid drunk but I was still “talkable to”.
Then as expected those niggers wake up the head teacher and we hear knocking on the door – shit I quickly hide under the bed but I forgot to hide the bottle with me and it’s still on the table exactly within the sight of the teacher. Thankfully he only takes that nigger back to his room and he didn’t see me or the bottle at least that’s what I thought for the moment but it’s for now irrelevant.
We come back to talking and I realise I’m more drunk than I should be and for some reason she decides to call my friends on camera (holy fucking shit). She shows me to them and those fake ass fagcells of course take a screenshot and she ends the call. She drank some more wine and I said to myself now or never. I started touching her on the hand and she laid down next to me. She had to go to the bathroom so I and so did I but I had to wait my turn. When I came back she was laying on the bed again and I started massaging her on the head and forehead. It looked like she didn’t have a problem with it so I kept doing it until she mentioned the wine again and she said she doesn’t want anymore but that I should drink it. My retarded drunk self decided it was a good idea to get even more drunk rn when I’m barely remembering what’s going on (for comparison I drank like 3/4 of the bottle while she had only the other 1/4 of it and it was like a gigantic bottle). So I take the last sip and we continue until I fucking fall over on the floor and tell her I have an important thing to tell her the very thing I came here for but I bitch out and tell her I will tell her the next day when I’m sober. She asks why and I tell I can’t tell. Fuuuuck I’m such a fucking cunt I hate myself. So I quickly pack and head to my room after telling her goodnight (don’t know how I arrived there honestly) and head to sleep.
When I wake up I realize how much I fucked up and that I have to tell it to her completely sober in a not so fucking nice setting. She texts me if I’m ready to tell her but I keep brushing it off until at around like 6pm when we all head to the store to buy food and stuff as usual but I decided to stay since I didn’t feel like going and didn’t need to. It turns out the same teacher that escorted that faggot yesterday somehow knew I was there and the wine bottle, he told me if I leave my room tonight he’s gonna call my parents and I’m gonna have problems due to my previous activities and he’s giving me one last chance. That retard leaves and then at around 8pm she comes to my room out of nowhere and asks me in the face. Now I knew something like this would happen and I was prepared so I got a little high before to ease the confession. I hesitate for a solid 3 minutes until I finally tell her something with lines of “*Her name* I wanted to tell you that I really like you for a long time and if you wanted to be something more” – holy and that was the longest 10s of my life and she responds something along the lines of – “*sigh* oh *my name 3x* you are a nice guy and all but I don’t see you that way – never have”. I felt more emotion because of a word so I reply with the classic "I understand" and start walking back to my room while trying to hide the tear that ran down my face. She asks me if I’m fine and all and I say yes and I head back into my room which I shared with 2 of my other friends. I quickly went into the bathroom and took a shower while trying not to make a sound while bitching out about myself. I finished showering after like 20min and decided to not think about it and just numb myself out of it with the cart I had.
We didn’t talk ever since other than like hey in the school hallway. That was at the end of May/beginning of June and now a couple days ago she wrote to me asking about my vacation and after I responded and asked the same she said fine and said that a guy was hitting on her again and nothing else.
-End of story.
I Know im a fag and every slur you can think of, but i wanted to get this humiliation out of me and also hear your guys opinion.
