I think I've hit my lowest point.
It's hard to even talk about it, tbh. I went out last weekend with two of my boys and we met a group of women. Now, one of them was clearly feeling me...or so I thought. We hooked up, danced, and I even sucked on her titties in her car. Now, she said that she would chill with me by herself the next day and to text her, which I did. Of course she didn't reply. I just so happened to plug her phone number into google, though, and a whole bunch of escort shyt came up. She even had her own website. I was shocked to say the least, but looking at her rates (which were ridiculous, btw,) I thought that it would be a win if I could hit it for free.
So fast forward to yesterday. One of my boys that was there with me goes out and meets up with one of her friends, and she tags along. He asks her about me and she says that I was creepy. A fukking prostitute who deals with all sorts of inhumane shyt daily called me creepy...
My confidence is shot, chaps.
It's hard to even talk about it, tbh. I went out last weekend with two of my boys and we met a group of women. Now, one of them was clearly feeling me...or so I thought. We hooked up, danced, and I even sucked on her titties in her car. Now, she said that she would chill with me by herself the next day and to text her, which I did. Of course she didn't reply. I just so happened to plug her phone number into google, though, and a whole bunch of escort shyt came up. She even had her own website. I was shocked to say the least, but looking at her rates (which were ridiculous, btw,) I thought that it would be a win if I could hit it for free.So fast forward to yesterday. One of my boys that was there with me goes out and meets up with one of her friends, and she tags along. He asks her about me and she says that I was creepy. A fukking prostitute who deals with all sorts of inhumane shyt daily called me creepy...
My confidence is shot, chaps.



