Paid to get laid then fade....

[FADE UP FROM BLACK]

Picked her up on Friday night. Did what we do all the time...but tried to hold in my ejaculation. I did this by hitting it from the front, from the side, and finally from the back...

The next morning, didn't go to Big Bear. We laid in bed all day. Finally, it was dinner time. Girl wanted a fancy restaurant but no reservations anywhere. (It was part of my scheme to get stranded in the snow, and then be like "Sorry baby I had reservations but I cancelled them so we can go skiing...") I thought for sure we can do McDonalds. Nope. She saw a place called Wokcano in Downtown. Got raped for $150.

Then we got some drinks at a lounge. There were some hot girls that wanted me at the lounge. Being the vagina face I am I didn't holler.

Then we got some strawberries, whip cream, and some salt and vinegar Kettle chips. We brought it back to the crib. We had fun in the bedroom and in the bathtub with bubbles.

Sunday just slept in and did it all day. I dropped her off Sunday night. I went out Sunday night to South. The bartender wanted me. She was fine. I just didn't have any energy left to holler.

Monday came and went. Tuesday came and went.

Today is here. Today was judgement day. After hours debating, expressing the difference in emotional levels for one another, I had to cut her loose. It's not fair for me to string her along. So it's over. For real this time, there's no more getting back together.

It was a great year. She taught me alot about myself, alot about what I want in a woman. Alot. I'm going to miss her, but it can't be a real relationship with someone I just can't love back. It's not fair for the relationship.

Peace out girl. We had some great times. I have the pictures to prove the great times. I wish you the best and all the success in the world.

You're a good girl, but you just weren't good enough for me.

[FADE TO BLACK.]

Cupid about to get paid...

Happy Valentine's Day bitches...yes I'm reluctant to greet that. Why? Because my long distance girlfriend is flying in on the 13th until the 15th. How fucking convenient. Funny thing is, I haven't heard from the bitch in almost 24 hours. Not common from her, especially because I have Yahoo! fucking Messenger on my cellphone. I have the electronic leash. She doesn't have shit. I tried to call her after texting her numerous times today. Chances are great that she dropped like 3 tablets of ecstacy and is on her back getting fucked as we speak. Hmmmmph!

Oh well. Life is short. Shouldn't settle on a bitch. I kind of am. I've been called out a few times by friends and family. I even call myself out.

But it's the convenience factor. It's already establish. I get to fuck without a condom! It's great! Scary...but great!

I really think it's time to move on. Time is running out for us. She's not getting any younger, and neither am I. But her clock is ticking. And she needs someone who can take care of her. I don't want to spend shit for her. She fucked up, because her ex-fiancee was paid out of control. Stupid bitch. Now I get the sloppy seconds (or thirds, or fourths, or whatever) and I want out.

I need to get paid. I'm almost matching my salary at my old employer. It took me a little more than a year. I definitely got out what I have put in. Shit if only I could have put in a little more time instead of jerking it all the time...

Shoulda, coulda, woulda, blah, blah, blah fuck you!

I feel better now. Oh look who just finally texted me...my bitch! Excuse me while I chew this bitch out...