>inb4 kill yourself
>inb4 faggot
Ok /b/, pathetic story time aka how I lost my virginity then ended up bingedrinking for a week, now craving alcohol like loser.
I met a girl in a student dorm I was staying in at the time. She was fun, kind of childish but kind of cute. All the shit started out like a joke, I was flirty and direct. All this time I was dating another girl, my ex’s boss and everything was well. Both are older than me, ex’s boss is 25 and this chick who completely fucked up my feelings is 22. As I said, both are beautiful. Probably a 7/7.5/10 here on 4chan. Ok, now, let’s call the 25 one C and the 22 one R. R is married, separated, soon to be divorced and has a kid. C, not any of this bullshit. (which I accepted in the end) One night I was messing around with R and we kissed, since then we started speaking more, hanging out etc. I ended up ending things with C thinking that something with R will happened. Fast forwarding 4.5 months, one night things were moving fast…I went down on her three times, she came twice. Then we had sex, like a virgin I was fucking terrified that I will cum fast. That didn’t happened, I did not cum at all after 40 minutes of intercourse. Can’t figure out why, probably the emotions or the extra fucking thick condom. The next day things were going ok
>cont
>>677314175
thanks bro, i really apreciate
>>677314521
cont you fucking fag or top yourself
I texted her good morning, like sometimes I used to do. She responded and we texted a bit, I was at classed and kinda distracted. In the evening I texted her and she replyed at first but then she stopped. Never panicked, let that go and continue hanging out with buddies. At some point I’ve seen her coming back home so, naturally, I wanted to speak with her. I asked her to come and have a smoke with me, she agreed but she was a whole different person. Freaked out when I touched her(sometimes when I talked to her I would put my hand on her knee or whatever, shoulder, hand, etc – “let me pop this here” kind of guy), was mostly silent, etc. Ok, asked her if something was wrong, silent. Asked her to see a movie, agreed, tried to kiss her, kissed me back. At that point my head was spinning. I was more confused than when I first put my dick in her. So, the movie was over, (Sinister – never, but NEVER watch this shit) and I asked her if she wanted to continue our thing. She said no. Ok, whatever. We “broke up” before, I decided that this was going nowhere so, the next day she called me and turned the whole thing over.
Ok, we “broke up”, I went home, slept like a baby. The next day was a free one. I never felt bad a second that day, not a second. It was the next day I realized that I was in shock.
>cont
>>677314624
faggot i am drunk. Wait for me to tell the story, you'll be disapointed.
Ok, the next day, in the morning I was fucking down. Also a free day and I thought “what the fuck, let’s get drunk” so I went outside and bought a bottle of whiskey. Baaad idea. Finished the fucker by evening and I was craving more since this shit makes me feel on top of the world. Ok, go outside and buy another, what is the scholarship for? (apparently I am smart, no kidding). Finished half of that shit and stayed on omegle since 4 am, seen some tits and stuff, it was ok. I went on like this until the week was over and I went home. In 3 days I drank 4 bottles of 750ml of whiskey. I got home(I have two homes, one where I study and one parent home) at 10am, went to the store and bought another one, cos I was too lazy to carry that ½ bottle I had left. My mom never spoke a word about alcohol until I was on my 7th bottle.(that weekend – I was fucking wasted all the time)
>cont
I went back to college after the week was over, got there, drank the leftover whiskey and bought another one. There goes about 200$ worth of money on whiskey and cigarettes.(about 6$/pack). Ok, so, Since 20th of march this is pretty much my life. Get drunk and spend time meeting fucking losers like me on omegle.
>Now it gets to the fun part
In my fucked up head, I have fucking feelings for this girl. I have called her once to see how she was the other weekend (exactly 1 week ago minus 2 hours) and texted her 6 days ago to have a smoke with me.
Two or three days after she broke up with me she posted a picture with a rose with caption “thanks” on facebook. Now, it was not from me, a mutual friend mentioned a guy who asked her out that night she posted. I was fucking devastated
>cont
>bump it fags, i'm gonna have a smoke
Bumpin. Moar
post pics of R OP
>>677317227
Dont have any exclusive ones, deleted them. All the pics that i post are traceable back to her (facebook pics). I dont need that right now. Maybe continue and let me drink more, who knows
more alcohol more fun