This was a message I got on facebook from my first boyfriend ever. I graduated college, moved back to Denver and met him. We had fun for the time, but I was really inexperienced when it came to dating, so I put up with a lot back then.
To this day I realize that he was all sorts of wrong for me. He was addicted to smoking MJ, never wanted to do anything, a TV and p0rn addict, was obsessed with sending me pics of his junk, never clipped his toenails so they looked like talons, and possibly has the smallest wenis I’ve seen (I’m serious, not even trying to be mean here).
I stuck around for months and met his parents and was all about it. He took my virginity and I think that’s why I felt this bond with him. Then he started getting super shitty, I found out that he was dating someone else (I should thank her) and he was throwing it in my face. He would text me trying to get me to come over to his place to hook up with him, etc. We had a pretty big falling out towards the end and we split ways.
He has a kid now with the girl he was throwing in my face, but for the most part his life looks the same as it has since we stopped talking in 2009/2010. I am grateful for where I am right now and know that I had to go through that to be where I am.
Omg, what if it did work out?????? I would have lived with the microsize penis for years!!!!! Also, I have no memories of watching The Hangover with him at his parents cabin…I am pretty sure we stopped talking before that movie came out. Fail.
I’m glad that he did confirm how awesome I am though (even back then), that makes me feel good.