tl:dr Old plate / girlfriend wants to meet up, we meet and in the end is going nuclear on her own social circle.

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It has been a while since I swallowed the pill. My then girlsfriend let's call her S for this story endured the blast of my anger phase - while still in the honeymoon phase. This is ironic because S became a sexual freak during. I stopped her advances because I saw what she was doing. Bribing me with sex to gain my affection and it was disgusting.

After I passed every shit test possible through my anger "yea when you leave take out the garbage"; "I have no interest in your family before I know you so I won't baby sit your teenage sister" etc. I failed every comfort test: "Hell, I never get married honey" "We go ice-skating when we have children because hell will be frozen over" she broke up with me; how surprising.

This was saddening for me because she had a warm nature and stayed with her personal king of the betas for over 3 years together before we met and she branch swinged. While she was 19, 3 years with a full blown beta is remarkable. She is an HB7 for that matter. She went back to her former-former ex-boyfriend a fat dude who banged her well and so the radio silence started.

Fast forward 6 month

So her we go: she sent me a text asking for some legal aid. Knowing the RP, I immediatly figured she and fatty-fatso broke up; and a meaty lawyer-steak á la providér seasoned with abs smells so good.

We meet and I still have some anger in me. Not anger against women but anger against her, she changed me for a fat fuck who lives in a van and now wants to change back.

Anyway, we talk. She tells me stuff about her dad being an asshole. I do not listen. Like it was when were doing fun stuff (I was very poor in my younger years so I enjoy amusment parks and doing spontanious things I never had the money for in my teens).

Then S asked me whether we want to meet up again.

To which I replied what her legal question was because I got appointments (lie).

After some mumbling about seeing me again she tells me she thinks about 'us'.

I look her in the eye: "you left and fucked your ex, I am not your plan B" shocked about this she asked how did I know after denying everything for several minutes.

And so the machiavellian H-Bomb is about to be dropped:

"people, especially your friends talk, and you know what, people talk in a very detailed way".

This is all a lie - a gamble if you will; I knew from Facebook that she was seeing a fat guy who had pics of a van in the background, dumb as S is she rambled back in our LTR about how much of an idiot she were when she dated that guy and showing me pictures of him.

I left.

Three hours later: an unknown number messaged me. Telling me all the shit they told me were in confidence blah blah blah. Mind you none of her bitch friends told me anything.

Lessons learned: Girls don't even know which secrets they share Girls forget about everything given enough time She is not yours, it's only your turn Girls don't have real friends they have subjects of validation and will abandon them at will At least to be a stone-cold SOB and pass a comfort test once in a while