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Just don't get abducted...

We'd have to mount a rescue mission...




Aparently places in the South Pacific like Malaysia and Indonesia are pretty notorious for trafficing girls in the sex trade.

Because there would be too many guys willingly wanting to be traded for sex. So where's the fun in sex trade for guys, if they want it?

I suppose niether one of you has considered that there are a number of philippino boys who get prostituted.

I'd abduct you!

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Not really... but I do think you're a cool kid, and would worry about your safety overseas.

It amazes me how much people take human behavior for granted.

I feel jaded. I hate having seen the ugly side to life.

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http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=31772845

alright I'm down to my last botltle and figureing I should write an update as to why I've been absent from everything as of recently...

well, here it goes....

So as may some of you may know I had been in a good long relationship for a little over 2 and a half years, then I started to cast doubt in my mind... I feared that I my doubt would later equate to unhappiness of never being sure that I was right, or that I may act unfaithfully... so instead I opted out tell her that I was unsure and I didn't want to hurt her later on and broke it off till I could realize how much I loved her....

Well, this wasn't the first time we hit our bumps, really it was the third, and I was really trying my best to not think of her, but after about a month I realized that I was fool, but had no real recourse for apologizing because I was the dumbshit that split us apart, she swore that I would be wrong, and that she loved me and that I would have to come to commit and she would be there for me because she told me there was no one else.....

well...

she got left her family, and me being the nice guy beyond our "breakup" let her stay here with us at our house with my roomies... I really did care about her and yet I didn't know how to patch things up (really I felt it was pointless there was no repairing it) and so I tried my best to push her away to help myself get over her.... little did I know that while I was keeping her away from my other friends that I didn't trust that she was seeking counsel from my "best friend" with her problems between us, which apparently she had been doing 2 weeks before she moved in...

I trusted this man completely, I don't trust people completely like I did my best friend... I'm a very open person, I'm very respectable but it takes a lot to earn my complete "trust you with my life" trust. This was that guy, apparently while I was tring to get over my mistake her "I'll prove you wrong" ideal faded, and instead "feelings" developed between them...

This I all found out about the night I finally worked up the courage and humbleness and tried to apologize for how stupid I had acted, how wrong I was, how right she was, and how I was willing to never doubt us ever again. Keep in mind that all during that time I had never slept with anyone else (except her, we still fooled around a bit even up until that night and I could never bring myself to sleep with anyone because no one ever made me feel emotionly like she did). Well so I find out she's suddenly moved on when I haven't.... and it's all my fault really...

but that's not the worst part... apparently they both had "agreed" to never act on it because they knew how it would betray me. However I"m not a stupid man, I know reasons like that only last until the right moment... and I told them both that I needed time, that I could get over it as long as I didn't have to see them openly close to eachother, shamelessly flirting, etc. etc.....

Two days later after a damn near mental breakdown from work, friends, and them, and after she comes to my rescue to tell me how much she "cares" amd after she can't help me she runs to him.... later after a few more minutes to myself I walk in for a brief moment to my roomies room to ask for a smoke to find them nearly 4 inches from eachother, she sitting across his lap, leg wrapped around him; clothed but none the less, extremely "close"... I forgot what I was going to say.. I drove off with a bottle of Jim Beam... though I returned less than and half hour later because I had a job interview early the next morning and my clothes were still in the washer needing to be dried before then... Well the wash room is nextdoor to his room....

Apparently the hadn't heard me return, or walk in, or open the washer, but I heard them, making pillow talk, inbetween kisses, talk about me, lack of care for all that I had done let alone that I gave her a place to stay after her family booted her. Then I sit there and I wonder, if they were really so concerned about me, how long till they actually left to find me?.... long after she gets up, to "get something" I don't know what, but she walked into the washroom (which doubles as the bathroom where the "house" condoms are kept) to find me....

At this point... I really didn't have anyting else to say beyond, "get the ******** out" figuratively meaning, "grab your s**t and find somewhere else to live". My "friend" had apparently been looking to move back in with his mommy anyways and so that night they "both" packed up their things and moved their items "together" to live with his mom....

Now all I"m left with is a broken heart, an empty bottle, and the betrayals of two people that I could say that I loved more than my family.... and now I never want to see either of them again. If I ever saw him again I would run him through the pavement so hard that no women could ever love a face like his, and if I ever saw her again I could only remind her of how could she sleep with me and love him and what a whore that makes her to me or anyone else...

Really... There are very few things that get under my skin, very few things ever hurt me, but this, this is the lowest of the low, and now I have no confidents that I trust...

I don't know where to go from here.... everywhere I look in my room to every song played on my song makes me think "hey, she liked this and we did this together" or "hey me and him caused that chaos that one night."

That's the update, that's why I haven't been here... that's what kills me, and that's why I'm losing myself deeper in each bottle.

Keep yourself busy. Out of sight, out of mind. Out of mind, out of mind. All you can do now is let go of it and move on. It'll probably take time and it may never go away, but don't ponder on things that isn't helping you. Do what Aldo said, get a hobby, go out and meet new friends. Discover this new Sukebei, especially since it's been 2 and a half years.

Ya know, mainly due to my new job and all the people I meet there I'm feeling a lot better. Not just keeping my mind off of it but actually just going back to my old outgoing self. Hell today was great, I got hit on, complimented, invited to parties, and had customer referral sheets written up for me, and I've only been there less than a week.

Only thing bugging me now about my old friend is, he still owes me $260 for his last month of rent here and that s**t ain't been paid. Now if I end up punching him in the face I've got a purpose, it's not going to be an assault for revenge, it's going to be a mugging.

As for her, dead to me. Every bit of support from family to friends has reenforced the notion that there's no reason to ever think of taking her back. I may still help her out if it's an emergency or desperate because I'm a nice guy like that, but I'll diffidently be the last person to call...

As for the drinking, I'm out of beer... please send paypal donations

As for the posting on here more often, meh, I've always been a lurker like most have been since Val left.