Guilty Pleasures

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.

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.