When you're looking into the eyes of a girl, moving close to her face, leaning in to kiss her lips, how do you forget the reality that her face was plastered in another guy's cum before you?
How can it possibly feel good to kiss her lips when those lips were wrapped around another cock and her mouth held the semen of men before you?
How can you truly feel a connection with someone who was used in the most savage ways by another guy, and now you are getting his leftovers?
How is it possible to love someone that has already been used?
Obviously the solution to all this would be to find a virgin, but we all know that they don't exist at our age.
I know how that feels OP.
I remember having a relationship with a girl once, then about a month in she dropped the bombshell that she used to be a call girl. Tried to rationalise it..."It was never for money (yeah right) it was for gifts" Like jewelry and cocaine. Not making this up. She went on to tell me that she had fucked over three hundred guys.
I just couldn't get that image out of my mind, she was a total ho in my eyes from then on.
Of course, she was incredibly fucking good in bed, so like an idiot I continued going out with her for a few weeks. Then she fucked my best friend. Jesus, women are fucking worthless.
On the upside, I googlebombed her and if you search her name now, on the first page of results a thread from another board shows up with her name under the title "Biggest slut you ever knew".
Which is true. She IS the biggest slut I ever knew. Over 300 guys! Fuck that ho.
She found out it was me, and tried the same shit with me, signing me up to gay hookup sites and various other shit. I broke into every single account and deactivated them/ changed them to things slagging her off, took screenshots, then emailed them to her. Her butthurt tears were fucking delicious.
She is without a doubt, the smartest woman I ever met. That's why she was so devious. But don't try and have a fucking internet war with me bitch.