I had a gf a few months ago who bled me dry. I’m in debt and she wasn’t gonna go away. In fact, she wanted to get married. Didn’t even know me all that long. Her friends called me months later out of the blue looking for a fight.
Anyway I guess my little buddy, my cat, is now basically my kid if you ask my family. They don’t expect me to make a kid and tbh I don’t want to. Almost every event in my life that’s put me significant in debt like I am now or sat me back a girl or woman happily contributed to.
I don’t even want to talk to them anymore. The only ones that’d ever acknowledge me are serious druggies. Maybe I’d get a room like I’ve said, but I’ll make sure she either gets me hard and swallows or I’m wearing protection. I’m not rich like Art so I’m not getting the dimes he did at only 60-70 years old.
That’s okay though. Independent women who don’t need no man deserve all their freedom and independence. Who am I, as a man, to get in the way?
I don’t even think my family really care anymore. They don’t ask. Anyone who gets to them first doesn’t ask. It’s a system that preserves my sanity and may keep me alive past 40 w/p suicide being my cause of death. Sorry ladies.,
There’s still time so we’ll see
anonymousRelationships April 03, 2026 at 2:51 am00
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