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Synpax
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J,
I'm tired of making excuses in my mind as to why you don't want to see me, tired of trying to convince myself that you really are too busy like you say you are these past few weeks. I just don't really care anymore.
I've had girls do this before, but only after we saw each other for a short time.
I went through more of that with you though, and am pissed by how you decided to end it. It's cowardly, you are a wimp, you disgust me.
Three to four months of going out. Often. Always at my expense. The time, energy, and money. The planning I put into it. Always being a gentleman. Always being patient with you.
Shortly after we first met, I met another girl, went out with her a few times, and nailed her. I was also seeing a few other girls when we met. I winnowed it down for you - whom I didn't even press to sleep with yet, and took like 5 dates before I even got a kiss, and didn't even mind not sleeping with and was cool with that. I was winnowing down to see you exclusivly - right before you decided to ditch me and not let me know.
So it looks like I got played. Fine. that's cool if you wanted to end it. But at least SHOW ME THE RESPECT to say it to my face that it's over - or even over the phone, or even in an email. But to do it like this?
I'm not into sour grapes. But let me lay a few things out to you now that it's over.
First, you aren't attractive physically. You never gave me a stiffy.
Second, you're stupid. I know you have some ambitions where you work, but I am damn certain you aren't going to get where you want to go because that double-digit IQ ain't going to cut it.
Third, you need to loose some weight.
Fourth, your mom is a bitch and she runs your life, not you; you're just another weak satallite like your father in orbit of your mom's tremendous ego.
I'm not jealous of another guy if you've got one now. I feel pretty sorry for him. No way he can earn as much money as I do or lift as much as I can or is he as connected as I am.
So I'm glad I don't have to talk to you anymore so I don't have to dumb down everything I say to a 3rd grade level in my head before I speak. I'm glad I don't have to surpress my sense of humor anymore because it's wasted on your dim, tela-tubby intellect.
So Friday I met this other girl. She turned me on - mentally and physically. She's got breast (do you know what those are?) I actually want to sleep with her - an urge I never had with you and your androgenous body. We covered more ground in the first hour than you and I covered in the first month. When I'm done writing this I'm going to call her.
Signed,
Me
PS - I never really could say this around you before, but your boss is a total asshole. I could explain to you why but you wouldn't understand or be familiar with the reasons why because you are no more than a secretary and lack the intellectual curiousity to have grasped any issues that I would be critical of him about.
PPS - Fuck you bitch.
I'm tired of making excuses in my mind as to why you don't want to see me, tired of trying to convince myself that you really are too busy like you say you are these past few weeks. I just don't really care anymore.
I've had girls do this before, but only after we saw each other for a short time.
I went through more of that with you though, and am pissed by how you decided to end it. It's cowardly, you are a wimp, you disgust me.
Three to four months of going out. Often. Always at my expense. The time, energy, and money. The planning I put into it. Always being a gentleman. Always being patient with you.
Shortly after we first met, I met another girl, went out with her a few times, and nailed her. I was also seeing a few other girls when we met. I winnowed it down for you - whom I didn't even press to sleep with yet, and took like 5 dates before I even got a kiss, and didn't even mind not sleeping with and was cool with that. I was winnowing down to see you exclusivly - right before you decided to ditch me and not let me know.
So it looks like I got played. Fine. that's cool if you wanted to end it. But at least SHOW ME THE RESPECT to say it to my face that it's over - or even over the phone, or even in an email. But to do it like this?
I'm not into sour grapes. But let me lay a few things out to you now that it's over.
First, you aren't attractive physically. You never gave me a stiffy.
Second, you're stupid. I know you have some ambitions where you work, but I am damn certain you aren't going to get where you want to go because that double-digit IQ ain't going to cut it.
Third, you need to loose some weight.
Fourth, your mom is a bitch and she runs your life, not you; you're just another weak satallite like your father in orbit of your mom's tremendous ego.
I'm not jealous of another guy if you've got one now. I feel pretty sorry for him. No way he can earn as much money as I do or lift as much as I can or is he as connected as I am.
So I'm glad I don't have to talk to you anymore so I don't have to dumb down everything I say to a 3rd grade level in my head before I speak. I'm glad I don't have to surpress my sense of humor anymore because it's wasted on your dim, tela-tubby intellect.
So Friday I met this other girl. She turned me on - mentally and physically. She's got breast (do you know what those are?) I actually want to sleep with her - an urge I never had with you and your androgenous body. We covered more ground in the first hour than you and I covered in the first month. When I'm done writing this I'm going to call her.
Signed,
Me
PS - I never really could say this around you before, but your boss is a total asshole. I could explain to you why but you wouldn't understand or be familiar with the reasons why because you are no more than a secretary and lack the intellectual curiousity to have grasped any issues that I would be critical of him about.
PPS - Fuck you bitch.
