If Someone Used My Pictures They Would Simply Get No Hits Or Be Able To Catfish Anyone.

If someone used my pictures they would simply get no hits or be able to catfish anyone.

The colors.

You idiots need to stop reporting my page. They don’t even do anything. I know everyone loves that post about how to report “problematic” pages but all they do is send these stupid emails to you. I’ve been getting them for like a year now or more now. It’s laughable.

Well my last ex replaced me with someone irl. My current best friend is replacing me with a potential new relationship. And a ton of other stories that all end the same way. So yeah, being connected with people online only isn’t doing me any good and I wish I had at least one person irl to talk to and be with. All the cool people I know are online and you can’t compete with the lucky people that know them for real.

Have you ever met someone on the internet that you liked so much that you sometimes sit there and think “Oh man there are people who are lucky enough to see this person IN THE FLESH ON A REGULAR BASIS and I wonder if they realize how LUCKY they are”

Pipe dreams and unrealistic expectations.

My secret sexual fantasy? Someone knowing me completely, and who also loves, respects and desires me.

I wasn’t always this bad. I was made this way by everyone whose ever entered my life and ruined it. Destroyed me before abandoning me. I was nicer then, at least to others. At worst not the biggest fan of myself but nice and caring and supportive to those I loved and cared about. But it was never enough. My caring was called a toxic trait. Me complaining about the abuse made me an asshole. I was treated like a monster and I couldn’t do anything about it. So I became the monster they said I was. Became the toxic asshole they wanted me to be. If being nice and caring about someone is going to get such a negative response, then I may as well at least give them a valid reason for treating me like shit. Become the villain they wanted me to be. All of them, they ruined me. It’s their fault I’m like this now...

Tell them I was the warmest place you knew and you turned me cold.