The closest I ever came to being in love was when I talked to this woman on the internet. She told me everything I wanted to hear, and I fell for it hook, line, and stinker. After she had toyed with me for 2 weeks, she went on the forum we met on and spammed the private things I told her. In other words, she was a troll playing me.
Well, it taught me a couple of lessons: don't trust women as they are innate manipulators, and the sadistic pleasure of raising someone then tearing them down must be ecstatic (think Carrie).
The funny thing is she has done this to other guys, and routinely has death threats against her. The two weeks we chatted she mentioned she wanted someone to be obsessed with her, and I guess this is how she does it.
Anyway, I check in on her everyday (though I wouldn't say I am obsessed with her). I'm only posting this now because I found her new facebook page today (she routinely deletes it). If I can swing it, I plan to visit her shortly before I die.
Well, it taught me a couple of lessons: don't trust women as they are innate manipulators, and the sadistic pleasure of raising someone then tearing them down must be ecstatic (think Carrie).
The funny thing is she has done this to other guys, and routinely has death threats against her. The two weeks we chatted she mentioned she wanted someone to be obsessed with her, and I guess this is how she does it.
Anyway, I check in on her everyday (though I wouldn't say I am obsessed with her). I'm only posting this now because I found her new facebook page today (she routinely deletes it). If I can swing it, I plan to visit her shortly before I die.
