Im the one who posted the pics of my ex's feet and then deleted them 2 hours later cause i felt like ass. Damnit I fucked it all up.
It all started perfectly. We were a perfect match for eachother. We had the exact same sense of humor. It eventually got to the point where we could read eachother's minds. Not to mention she had delicious feet and big breasts. And her head fit perfectly into my chest. It was like we were meant to be. She even told me once that she thought that I was the one and she told her friends that too.
But now comes the problem. She is 21, I just turned 19. She said she noticed a maturity issue and it started to eat her alive. she let it go for about 2 months but then she said that she wants to go on a break so i can have a college experience for a semester and then see if she is still being eaten alive.
We did that, and even during the break we were having sex and hanging out at times. Then I left for college.
I left on my away messages certain things and then she said that she was done because thought that I wouldnt change and that I am young at heart.
The day she said that I left alllooott of messages on her computer. I kept trying to call her. I know it was wrong, I panicked big time. The image of other men with her kept creeping into my brain and if I did go through alot and became different in the future I didnt want her to think that I would stay the same.
She left this message on her away:
OK I'm not calling you or emailing you or contacting you in any way after what you pulled yesterday so I'm gonna put this here, where a bunch of other people are gonna read, but you need to hear this, and I refuse to contact you. You call ed me 77 times and left 278 messages on my computer in a matter of just a few hours. What you said was uncalled for, it was obsessive, and it was scary. Then when I finally pick up the phone you just breathe into it. I asked you not to call me anymore, I hung up, and you called 30 seconds later. I know what it's like to like someone a lot. I liked this guy all thru high school and I annoyed the hell out of him. But that was high school - a long time ago. And I didn't go crazy like this, the worst I did was get mad at him and bitch at him when he ignored me after we hooked up. You can't do what you did. When you get back in Pennsylvania, do not come to my house. The messages were hardcopied, the calls were logged, and if you try to contact me again I'm going to your parents then the police.
She overexaggerated a little on the breathing part..I just didnt know what to say when she finally did pick up the phone. I was stunned.
Once she was counting down the hours till I came home and always said that she missed me soo bad it hurt. How the hell does shit hit the fan like that?
I really didnt mean to be scary either. Fuck.
Then when people were commenting on her soles when I posted the pictures I felt like a sespool. I had to yank them off.
It all started perfectly. We were a perfect match for eachother. We had the exact same sense of humor. It eventually got to the point where we could read eachother's minds. Not to mention she had delicious feet and big breasts. And her head fit perfectly into my chest. It was like we were meant to be. She even told me once that she thought that I was the one and she told her friends that too.
But now comes the problem. She is 21, I just turned 19. She said she noticed a maturity issue and it started to eat her alive. she let it go for about 2 months but then she said that she wants to go on a break so i can have a college experience for a semester and then see if she is still being eaten alive.
We did that, and even during the break we were having sex and hanging out at times. Then I left for college.
I left on my away messages certain things and then she said that she was done because thought that I wouldnt change and that I am young at heart.
The day she said that I left alllooott of messages on her computer. I kept trying to call her. I know it was wrong, I panicked big time. The image of other men with her kept creeping into my brain and if I did go through alot and became different in the future I didnt want her to think that I would stay the same.
She left this message on her away:
OK I'm not calling you or emailing you or contacting you in any way after what you pulled yesterday so I'm gonna put this here, where a bunch of other people are gonna read, but you need to hear this, and I refuse to contact you. You call ed me 77 times and left 278 messages on my computer in a matter of just a few hours. What you said was uncalled for, it was obsessive, and it was scary. Then when I finally pick up the phone you just breathe into it. I asked you not to call me anymore, I hung up, and you called 30 seconds later. I know what it's like to like someone a lot. I liked this guy all thru high school and I annoyed the hell out of him. But that was high school - a long time ago. And I didn't go crazy like this, the worst I did was get mad at him and bitch at him when he ignored me after we hooked up. You can't do what you did. When you get back in Pennsylvania, do not come to my house. The messages were hardcopied, the calls were logged, and if you try to contact me again I'm going to your parents then the police.
She overexaggerated a little on the breathing part..I just didnt know what to say when she finally did pick up the phone. I was stunned.
Once she was counting down the hours till I came home and always said that she missed me soo bad it hurt. How the hell does shit hit the fan like that?
I really didnt mean to be scary either. Fuck.
Then when people were commenting on her soles when I posted the pictures I felt like a sespool. I had to yank them off.