SM LITERALLY DESPISES YIXING. WHO FUCKING SCHEDULES THE GROUP CONCERT AT THE SAME TIME AS THEIR ONLY SOLOIST’S CONCERT. WHAT KIND OF FUCKERY. WHAT KIND OF ACTUAL FUCKING DISRESPECT.
Superwholock is not just a fandom, it’s a state of mind. You may not watch any of these shows but you have the vibe to me. Are you an ex Harry Potter fan? Do you still like Hannibal or Supernatural? Do you listen to too much Taylor Swift or Sufjan Stevens? Do you still actively use tumblr? Do you know what Dashcon or the Mishapocalypse were? If the answer to any of these questions is yes, then in my mind you are a Superwholock fan and I have a license to bully you
Thank God - Coffee and I are over. And of course, in typical “me” fashion, there was lots of drama and heated words. As I mentioned in my previous post, I could feel Coffee was getting attached to me. I really started to ease up off the relationship I felt that the “let’s turn this into the real thing” talk was coming. For me, I just saw this arrangement as sex and a good time.
Either way, I had to end this arrangement twice. The first time, I became extremely distant. He blew up my phone constantly and accused me of hiding something. His texts to me said he wanted “quality companionship” and “not just sex or that physical bullshit”. It was insane and I ended up having to tell him to come by my place and pick up some clothes he left there.
When we was here, he tried speaking to me. And me, being wayyyy too nice, allowed him. I think I’m traumatized from the way I broke up with my ex. I still feel a lot of guilt for the way I shattered his heart and it was hard to see myself to do it to another man. Anyways, his tune changed completely. I told him I was just in this arrangement for sex, fun, and money. I didn’t do feelings and I wasn’t able to reciprocate his. He breathes out this sigh of relief and goes “Me too! I’m so glad you said that!”. At this point, I look off camera with the most exasperated look a la Michael Scott from The Office (this sentence was funnier in my head, I promise).
Suddenly, his ego comes up and he starts talking about how he’s a great fuck and how he’s into some crazy sex. As a certified nymphomaniac, I can assure you this is not true. He’s good in bed, but I’ve had better since him. I was clearly unhappy and turned off by his personality but he was too self absorbed to notice. I ease him out of my condo and hope that I can just ghost him.
Then the next day, the huge blowup occurs. We text, I tell him I’m done with him because he changes his mind way too much and his personality really, really sucks. He goes nuts, accusing me of being in love with him (???) and that he wanted his money back. At this point, my blood is boiling and I told him that if he’d like the money back, he’s more than welcome to come over and watch me burn it in front of him. He then calls me insane and that I was so clearly in love with him. The arrogance and the delusion of man is insane. Even after I told him I had fucked to close to 10 men since the last four weeks I’ve seen him, he claimed I was lying and didn’t believe me.
He has threatened to get in trouble and use the law if he had to to get his money back. I laughed him off and told him to try, because I’ve been an SB way longer than he’s been an SD. My finances are untouchable and there’s no one that can fuck me at this point. Ah, the hubris of men. They’re all talk until they realize how smart women actually are. Deuces, Coffee.
And that’s okay. It’s not the death sentence I was led to believe. People will love me even if I can’t read their signals sometimes. Not understanding is forgivable. I don’t have to hold myself back so I don’t annoy anyone ever.
The people who love me know I get excited. And I am still loved.
I cannot express how powerfully I needed to read this at this very moment.
Is there a way to disable the “Expand” feature? I’m scrolling tumblr on a double monitor setup, not some little phone screen. Show me the whole damn post, like you used to do.
