CursedOne
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Yes guys, I admit being a oneitiscel. over for me.
At my office job I met my oneitis. she was a short cute blonde angel and I worshipped her really. I tried to make her love me but ultimately I failed.
I admit that I was clearly out of her league. My fault for even trying it.
I always knew that I was a loser anyway but I just couldnt forgive me for not trying it atleast. I knew 100% I would fail.
We worked for like 3 months, I could tell that she didint like me much (but she was still nice to me) but my love was to strong.
I simply couldnt stop having feelings for her. I simply couldnt.
I tried it by going little steps, making compliments, saying I miss her, she wasnt really pleased.
She even kicked me out from her office. I mean really.
another of my worst experiences I made with women.
Makes me feel bad wanting another woman when there is a woman you truely love and want but you know you cant get her.
In the end, I was right all along. Im simply a loser.
ask me any questions regarding my story
At my office job I met my oneitis. she was a short cute blonde angel and I worshipped her really. I tried to make her love me but ultimately I failed.
I admit that I was clearly out of her league. My fault for even trying it.
I always knew that I was a loser anyway but I just couldnt forgive me for not trying it atleast. I knew 100% I would fail.
We worked for like 3 months, I could tell that she didint like me much (but she was still nice to me) but my love was to strong.
I simply couldnt stop having feelings for her. I simply couldnt.
I tried it by going little steps, making compliments, saying I miss her, she wasnt really pleased.
She even kicked me out from her office. I mean really.
another of my worst experiences I made with women.
Makes me feel bad wanting another woman when there is a woman you truely love and want but you know you cant get her.
In the end, I was right all along. Im simply a loser.
ask me any questions regarding my story