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joeysad666
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- Jul 18, 2022
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Well there was a girl in senior high school at the age I was 17 now I’m 21, She was pretty and nice with me. I haven’t talk with that girl but I thought she was interested because at the way she looked at me and seduced me with her body and touches, so I went to painting classes and in the last day of school before Christmas, I made her a canvas of an owl that it’s her favorite animal and I proposed to her, I wrote on the whiteboard of the class if she could come at the back of the school for a surprise and she came but not alone.
She went with her chad secret boyfriend and one Stacy friend, when she was in front of me she looked at me with shame, said thank you and then left that was the last time she looked at me, her boyfriend and her friend where fighting their fucking smiles and laughed at the distance.
I left school and cried all the Holliday vacations, I blocked her and ignored her but when I returned from vacations go to school was a torture, her secret boyfriend and she made their relationship official and everyday outside school I had to see them eating each other in my face and it was fucking horrible. I’m glad I am not on high school anymore but I’m so fucking sad I wasted my best years on depression, now I am traumatized of rejection and can’t talk to any girl who I feel attracted to whatsoever.
To put an end to what she did to the canvas, a friend said that she sold it
She went with her chad secret boyfriend and one Stacy friend, when she was in front of me she looked at me with shame, said thank you and then left that was the last time she looked at me, her boyfriend and her friend where fighting their fucking smiles and laughed at the distance.
I left school and cried all the Holliday vacations, I blocked her and ignored her but when I returned from vacations go to school was a torture, her secret boyfriend and she made their relationship official and everyday outside school I had to see them eating each other in my face and it was fucking horrible. I’m glad I am not on high school anymore but I’m so fucking sad I wasted my best years on depression, now I am traumatized of rejection and can’t talk to any girl who I feel attracted to whatsoever.
To put an end to what she did to the canvas, a friend said that she sold it