
Copeamongcopers
You’re your own competition.
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I’ll try to keep story this short…
Two years ago, I met this girl who was way out of my league — borderline stacylite by org standards. We met after my friend added me to a group chat, and she started giving me IOIs, so I went with it. She was into me, and I was like a dog dying of thirst, doing everything I could to secure the bag — after all, she was literally stacylite and I knew I have a chance.
As I got to know her more through her stories and friends’ gossip, I learned she had never been in a relationship, was a shut-in weeb, and a Christian. That made me want her even more, so I just straight up confessed online (pussy move, I know), and she told me she liked me too.
Fast forward, everything was amazing. She was good-looking, wife material, everything I could’ve asked for. But unfortunately, that dream had to end. Her family — along with her — had to move overseas because of military reasons. We agreed that breaking up would be for the best. Long distance just seemed impossible.
If I were still with her, I wouldn’t be worrying about my looks right now. I wouldn’t be in org. I wouldn’t be rambling about how I hate foids. Just brutal.
Two years ago, I met this girl who was way out of my league — borderline stacylite by org standards. We met after my friend added me to a group chat, and she started giving me IOIs, so I went with it. She was into me, and I was like a dog dying of thirst, doing everything I could to secure the bag — after all, she was literally stacylite and I knew I have a chance.
As I got to know her more through her stories and friends’ gossip, I learned she had never been in a relationship, was a shut-in weeb, and a Christian. That made me want her even more, so I just straight up confessed online (pussy move, I know), and she told me she liked me too.
Fast forward, everything was amazing. She was good-looking, wife material, everything I could’ve asked for. But unfortunately, that dream had to end. Her family — along with her — had to move overseas because of military reasons. We agreed that breaking up would be for the best. Long distance just seemed impossible.
If I were still with her, I wouldn’t be worrying about my looks right now. I wouldn’t be in org. I wouldn’t be rambling about how I hate foids. Just brutal.
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