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Heartbreakers
I dont know what the deal is with these guys. In the movies.. you can recognise the heartbreakers from a mile away. They yell at you and tell you its over, they dont need you anymore this and that.
They're honest.
But the men in real life are nothing like that.. no
My heart has been broken 4 times.. and if I wouldnt have thought about the things that happened.. I wouldnt even know that my heart has been crushed and smashed to pieces.
But there was this guy.. I met him through a friend.. He was nice at first.. and soo generous and patient.. He led me on.. made me believe that he was falling in love with me.. and that I was special.. he even made me laugh.. that was great.. until he got me in bed. The sex was great, I was great.. I can tell he really loved it..
And its funny, but I think that was the only time that he was completely honest with me and showed his true nature.. in bed.. fucking me.
He was an addict.. assfuck, eat pussy all day, fuck on the floor, the couch, in the shower.. he didnt want to go anywhere.. wouldnt introduce me to his friends, never mentioned my name ever.. and then I started getting the feeling that I was his little slut..? I confronted him and naturally.. ofcourse he denied..
He stopped calling as much as before.. and the only time he would call was to fuck. Telling me to skip classes so we could fuck. fuck fuck fuck. I dont mind really, I love sex.
But this was all about sex.. and I thought we were in love.. but it was al play.. all fake.. and there I was, standing in a room full of people, feeling so lonely..
And when I looked at him.. he was so gorgeous.. with his great smile.. great hair.. beautiful eyes.. and so tall.. my favorite kinda hottie. Well I guess his mission was accomplished.. He got me in bed.. fucked me a couple of times and had no other interest in me at all.
Im not the most difficult person on earth and I would have gone with him anyway cuz he is so hot.. but the fact that he put on a whole opera.. really made me sick.. I dont like feeling used.. like a whore
No respect for me at all.. he chose to treat me like a slut..
And after a while I decided to call it quitsz.. cuz I wasnt gonna take it anymore.. I couldnt even mention the word "Love" afraid that he would laugh at me..
And he still always continues to have an intrest to fuck my brains out.. anytime.. I guess to him.. nothing changed
But he broke my heart and even though he cant see it.. or better yet.. doesnt care
I will always remember him as an asshole.
A really hot one.
Love,
Betty 
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