You don’t understand me at all. This is my game. I play with people. Guys are my toys.
Why are they all using you then, instead of the other way around?
Dude, I’m using them as an escape. You can’t tell? Everything I do is about getting away from my life and joining theirs. I get free housing, get to be away from my parents, get to travel to new places, get to meet new people and have sex and do drugs and/or drink all day. The only person who has been to my place was About, and that’s because I had an exam that day and
I didn’t want him to go to my school because he’s fat and not attractive. I’ve always used guys for a place to escape to. That’s why my two longest relationships lasted so long. My ex who bought me a ring had a place right down the street from my school and I lived in another city.
You think I’d give that up just because I despised him and he hit me? Nope. I defended myself and kept forgiving him and staying at his place while he cooked me dinner and gave me unlimited free weed because his step dad grew weed in his backyard. His parents also had a sauna and an art studio in their backyard. I was not letting that go until I left that part of the state.
My old ex was the other longest relationship and that was while I was a sophomore in college until the end my junior year. He had a place close to my parent’s place, so I could just walk there and he had his own save on the back of his parents house. I’d stay there when I came home from college, and good mom would make homemade Mexican food and is help them make tamales. It was great. I took him to college with me because I needed a companion and he wasn’t doing anything, so it was perfect. Then I ditched him.
Even in high school I dated a guy just to have a date to prom. When I went to college, he thought we were still together, so I had to tell him he was just for prom and that we aren’t a thing. C4 was supposed to marry me, that was good purpose, but that fell apart. Jim was spread to kill me, then he decided to marry me, then I decided I couldn’t do that to myself or my baby and left.
The second it no longer benefits me, I leave, so if I’m with someone, they have something I want. About was always there making sure I was safe. That was probably my favorite thing I got from anyone, but I couldn’t show appreciation because I was disgusted by his body and face, so I had to make other arrangements. I gave him a chance because of what I got from him.
I got a vacation when I visited Ohio. We weren’t even supposed to meet up, but he decided to because I was there anyway and he needed a place to stay for a while. I got to hang out with him, which is what I wanted for a long time, but that was all I got, but then he saved me from losing my baby and I was really grateful. After that, I got to live with him for free and see how he lives. I got to wake up next to him every day and I got to smell him and cuddle with him and have sex with him, and walk places with him, and talk to him, and watch YouTube videos with him, and drink with him and shower with him, and drink his pee, and squirt my milk on him and... I probably shouldn’t be remembering this stuff... but three entire weeks away from my parents. And with him... it was heavenly.
Anyway, Chapo is my ultimate escape. Not only do I get to live with him, but I get to marry him, which literally means leaving my family forever. I get to join his family :) I can’t wait. I’m so excited. His mom is pretty and she goes in the hot tub naked and his dad got knee surgery so he’s limping and you know how much I love disabled people and old people. There will never be a dull moment.
Plus, Chapo will help me make some more beautiful children and he will take care of them for me, after he stops working. He also paid me to visit him. I like that he knows what he wants, even though I’m his second choice. We will grow to love each other more and more each day. Spite was a clean guy to do it with, and he looked disabled, so I was into it.
