I had planned to take my drug money and move to Mexico and open up a little business over there and start over,I think I even replied to you in living abroad thread,you never replied![]()

im fukked
im 27 and she was my only relationship,so it says alot about me,im a difficult person,but because regardless of all the types of bad shyt i do,im really a good caring guy,and i think i throw that vibe out strong,and I believe its why women sleep with me,specially strippers,they are professionals at screening fake people,and im always told im a straight up likable guy,my intentions are never to sleep with them,it just happens because they like me and they feel comfortable around me,i dont know if that makes sense to you,im not as sober as i need to break it down
Those pics don't of her justice at all,that's my longest "fukk buddy"

You'll never forget or stop wondering about them bad ones that you truly loved, but you could never truly give them what they want/need anyway. The pain of a lost love will never leave, but it will diminish to a level that it doesn't hurt anymore.
not saying that at all, just look at how you're moving and how easy is it for a predator (popo or jacker) to get at you.
You just gave me hope,been burning through all my money since I made plans to move to Mexico and plans hit a long delay over dual citizenship bureaucratic bullshyt, I also stop serving since I said ain't no point in re upping since I'm leaving,now I got to start again to get enough to moveoops
but yeah man im 30 and i literally just started my life over when i turned 29

you lucky she wasnt full black and from the islands.when a woman is done with you its over
you could be the last man on earth and she'd start sleeping with horses over you
you could win the lottery and give her half and shed just be aww thanks
you could save her from a burning building and she'd be like i knew there was always some good in you and never speak to you again


Hopefully you self destruct soon.
You deserve everything bad that comes your way and i mean that from the bottom of my heart, fukking whoreyou lucky she wasnt full black and from the islands.
I hope your ex is getting dikked down every night but some big dikk dude that makes her scream to the high heavens when they fukking. I wish her all the best in the world. I wish you nothing but pestilence and stds for life. Oh and i hope her cousin gets ran over by a truck doesnt die and biggest a lard ass with one leg and scars all over her face. Talking bout she's a good person, maybe to a despot like you.

Oh, yeah.... Well if i knew her id encourage her to tell you to off yourself asap.
Last time she saw me she still wished me the best,I loved that girl,shyt if she hit me up and told me she needed someone hit I'd do it myself with no hesitation
It's hard cuz I don't like people,and I really like my space,my body worn the fukk out from Sunday jacuzzi thing,And the one I went kayaking with it me up to hang out at my place,she missed me and was bringing a stripper friend from San Bernardino, and I passed I didn't want no one in my space,and some times I can only tolerate being around people is if I'm not sober,but I really think imma stack up and travel and hopefully settle in another country and live life,I don't think I can live life as a square here,I can't do it,that's like settli for less when it's still around me,I rather just start over somewhere outside The U.S.Im from socal, used to ball out of control all over on sunset/hollywood/noho/highland/818 and melrose so I know where you're at. I was around your age when I semi-stopped as well. I used to be bad, real bad, same shyt, drunk, high, x, all that shyt, that socal fast life, spreading around town in a black on black camero covert. I also did a girl (ex-fiance) wrong, I used to use our break ups to go on rampages lol, and it took a life changing experience to realize I lost her because after she showed support I still had them girls lingering and lost her trust completely. I didn't fukk any strippers or family members but I smashed the female bartender and would always go to her strip club and get free drinks and lap dances, do a bunch of coke and smash her in the parkingn lot, all kinda wild ass shyt, threesomes, I wasnt a dealer, just a corporate cat that loved to party, knew loads of people (outgoing with a good mouthpiece such as yourself) but not very many 'friends'.
long story short after the experience, I laid low for a solid year, dropped the party friends, I had a cpl shorties still in the black book that would roll through and scratch the 'itch'm but I stayed home played ps3 and shot pool, my real friends always remembered me and came over to check up on me (when you're at your lowest, your real friends will emerge). after the one year mark I met a cool chick and moved to vancouver, I just had to get away from LA, that LA night life esp if youre socially savvy in lethal. In vancouver thats around the time I 'grew up'. thing is, I was miserable there, its too boring and Im too wild, but I also didnt want to go back to LA, fukk that shyt. I moved to asia then started up again, more drinking, more smashing broads, more wildin' but I always had my head on a swivel for the right one, I know what the right chick intel'd (see now you know so thats good)
cpl years later (and the fact that now Im over the big 3-0 and life really does slow down, shyt gets harder to get out of bed after binging trust me, youll feel it), now I got a cool chick, Im not making the same mistake twice, we now live together and im not fukking it up this time. I stay my black ass in the house and if I go outside shes right by my side. she knows all my friends, befriended all my female friends so even if I do stray outside solo, i got eyes and ears every where. helps that im in a smaller town too, not LA.
anyways what Im tryin to say is youll get over it. youll live and learn. it'll take a year or 2, you're in the second wild out faze, but when you find another chick, just make sure you remember this episode. I know I did.
That's why I love the weeknd,he speaks to me,he knows my pain
She gone breh. The cousin shyt is unforgivable.
As everyone said slow down on the boozing, drugs, whorin. But I know what it's like to try to numb the pain and fill that void![]()



Its what I did bro.It's hard cuz I don't like people,and I really like my space,my body worn the fukk out from Sunday jacuzzi thing,And the one I went kayaking with it me up to hang out at my place,she missed me and was bringing a stripper friend from San Bernardino, and I passed I didn't want no one in my space,and some times I can only tolerate being around people is if I'm not sober,but I really think imma stack up and travel and hopefully settle in another country and live life,I don't think I can live life as a square here,I can't do it,that's like settli for less when it's still around me,I rather just start over somewhere outside The U.S.

, don't go cold turkey like I did you'll have withdrawals. pick something medium PHX or Seattle. LA is a monster. Its funny because Im like you, I dont like being around a lot of people esp sober, but for whatever reason I got a golden mouthpiece and can socialize and network like a muthafukka (how I became corporate in the first place), just an all around cool dude that likes to be happy and joke (as I do here #paaglife), but I can't live in LA, its just too wild and Im too good at it to stay in the house out there. There were also other factors why I left, for example the corporation was sending me out of the country and I learned the globalization game was on point, partied overseas met so many cool cats working less hours but making more money, and at the time the economy was shyt (right before Bush left), so there was a mixture of other shyt that helped with my decision.