that hit close to home for me. i was fukkin with this girl like 2 years ago and i had a similar thing happen. i was messing with this ratchet as fukk black chick who wasnt bout a god damn thing. every time i hit her up i left on some 
i gotta move on from this chick type attitude (i didnt have hoes like u did tho, if thats not 
then 
). but id been knocking her down for a good 3 months and i was about to hit her up but i decided to just rub one out. i got that nut 
(n/h) shyt opened my eyes. i called ol girl up and ended it real quick. found myself a good girl like a month later too 
This shyt is too real. Sometimes I'll hit a girl up on some, "so we watching netflix tonight?"
They be like, maybe later, I've got some homework to do. So in my mind I think maybe is most likely a no, so I decide to jerk one out.
After I get my nut
Then of course they hit me up like 30 minutes, later "so we still chillin?" Depending on how I'm feeling I might still chill, but more times than not after that post-nut I'm like nahh I'm good maybe next time
never fails breh
That post nut clarity is a mf. It's crazy how sexual instinct/drive will make you do such off the wall shyt or make you realize you really don't like a chick.
This thread too real
I couldn't resist
More props to you!
On topic, sometimes that clarity comes too late
I got drunk and hit up this unattractive country cac hippo and went to some park after hours, just so I could get some brains. What I didn't know about the park was that drug deals go down after hours, homosexual prostitutes solicit for sex, and robberies occur quite frequently.
I walked around for like an hour, bullshyttin', and then tried to get it popping. After awhile I got bored and wanted to go home: my tipsyness had worn off.
I then realized that I had no clue where my car was. So me and her walked around for 3 hours looking for my car at like 2/3am. Eventually I had to call my mom to come out and help me. I ended up gettin' head and busting in her mouth during a break from searching for my car. I swear to you not, that slight ecstasy turned to intense anger once I realized I had lost my car and wasted hours upon hours with this ugly, fat white woman, just to get a nut.
Never in my life was I so embarrassed. My mom had to see that ugly nasty girl...
Edit: You probably go to Mary Washington
(i didnt have hoes like u did tho, if thats not
Right back atcha homie. My life ain't bad enough to waste my time making up stories for internet validation. Lol I really had these bytches stuffed into my car (the one I was feelin the most in the front seat) on my way O.T. wit the system blastin, only months removed from the penitentiary thinkin to myself like 
with NO fukks given if any one of them found out I was fukkin the other. shyt was amazing, my nikka.
on the inside
After I did it, I immediately felt bad about it, we're talking milliseconds after the last drip was out I felt like - 
to 
to 
to 
not a second later, I go from wantin to blow ANY of these bytches back out to, "Damn...I need to delete this bytch number man...I was really bout to fukk this bytch? I BEEN said I wasn't gonna smash no more....and I hit up _______ too? Smh that bytch want a nikka to wife her, fukk that shyt..." and I proceeded to delete a few numbers out my phone, complete my homework, fix a mean sandwhich and punish 3 nikkas back to back on All-Madden mode wit the volume on my flatscreen on a million. I felt like an accomplished...changed man. Not to mention when these bytches started textin me afterwards, I ignored the fukk outta them. "U hit me up, damn, now u can't speak?" LOL
I know this shyt be happenin to u nikkas.[/B]
Last summer me and the homies rented a beach house in sd, and were having full blown after parties 5 days a week. We used to compete over who could get the most p*ssy and one day I fukked this lil 5'2 bytch (im 6'7) and gotta text that my other homie had fukked two bytches n there was a function at the crib. When i say i speed fukked the bytch i met that night grabbed my clothes and sprinted 17 blocks cuz it was 3 am and no cabbies wanted to pick up a tall black nikka running full speed with his shirt in his hand 
My nikka types like a more tame and well spoken version of Ghostface
But, I've been there, especially with an ex that whispered those 3 words in my ear..."Cum in me"
Basically went from
Shyts a never ending cycle
