It's been two months since I ended my affair with a fazer. It was the most exciting relationship of my life. We kept it secret from all of you, now I don't care if I am found out. We made love for hours, She would initiate the most erotic situations I ever experienced. She filmed us making love and posted on the internet, I did not mind. She invited her friends (note the plural) to join us in bed, she would let me eat dulce de leche off of her ass, she even blew me during a funeral.
My heart breaks at every moment, I check the user online box to see if she logs on, but alas, she never fazes anymore. I cannot bear speak to her on the phone. I wrote her thousands of letters but I cannot bring myself to send any single one.
Now, I am miserable, I am drinking myself to a slow agonizing death, I turned my back to everyone close to me.
My heart breaks at every moment, I check the user online box to see if she logs on, but alas, she never fazes anymore. I cannot bear speak to her on the phone. I wrote her thousands of letters but I cannot bring myself to send any single one.
Now, I am miserable, I am drinking myself to a slow agonizing death, I turned my back to everyone close to me.