He is the lamb, she is the slaughter.
In the beginning of the semester I ran into a girl that I used to stick my penis into. We were walking towards each other on the sidewalk, and of course she had a new man interest in her life, and she was holding his hand, but his hand was bandaged, and as we got close to each other she looked me in the face and then really squeezed on his hand and then he flipped out and exclaimed “you know my hand is broken!” I was just like, geez I get it you have a new man in your life, you don’t have to show off. We continued walking past each other without exchanging any words.
Then I went to this house party and lo and behold there was a different girl that I have been intimate with in the past. She looked at me and said, “hey!” That caught me off guard because she had spent the past six months ignoring my existence, even while we were standing next to each other in a group of mutual friends. But over the course of the past six months, she didn’t have a man next to her. Of course, this night, when she has a man by her side she has no problem conversing with me. She said “did you notice that I haven’t talked to you for six months?” with a big dumb smile on her face. All I could even do was glare at her and say “yeah… I noticed” and then walk away. I don’t understand why women find it to be so fulfilling to make me notice that they have a new man in their life. I am completely uninterested in you. It’s over. And you moving on doesn’t make me feel angry or jealous or anything, because I’ve moved on long ago to a woman that is infinitely better than you, and I don’t even have to flaunt that in your face.
The only reason I am even writing this post is because today I walked past the original girl. Six years later as a senior in college, somehow I still manage to see a ghost from high school’s past, otherwise referred to as the face of the first woman I have ever penetrated. And of course, like all of the others, she was with her new boyfriend. I had just finished running at Buccleuch Park, and she was walking towards me in the direction of the park. And you know what she does? She actually turned all the way towards her man and was literally walking at me sideways in complete profile view just so that I could see how interested she was in him. It was such a joke.
I don’t understand why these relationships have all been severed. I don’t understand why when you see someone you’ve invested years in knowing you can’t say hi to each other just because you aren’t having sex anymore. I would love to be able to understand their thought processes and figure out what the hell is wrong with them. But the truth is that I am uninterested in each and every one of these girls. What I am actually interested in is learning what is wrong with me. And why every single girl I’ve ever touched has cut me out of their life post-coitus.
Edit: Rutgers University coincidentally lands itself on a top 10 list today.
