A Story about Cruelty

There are two people who I am not friends with by any stretch, but was familiar with back when I was on a certain social blogging site. The girl was funny and sexy and had a crush on me, and the guy was stand-offish and never seemed to like me much. These two started dating, and before long, he'd uprooted himself, moved to her state, and they got married. The girl soon after turned into a total cunt re: me, but that's beside the point.

I left the site because it had gotten corporate, gimmicky and full of glitches and lags, and I fell out of touch with most of the people there, several whom were very cool. One of them messaged me today to inform me that the girl I mentioned earlier had decided to leave the guy. Even though he had been committed to her for a couple years, moved for her, paid off her debt, taken her on foreign trips, and basically worshiped her for this time, she had decided to leave him for a practically homeless man who lived above his workshop and didn't even have access to a working toilet. The only thing she has in common with this bum is that they share a passion for woodworking.

Her husband had no idea that anything was going on. Everything was just as always, until she sprung this on him...

The day before Valentine's Day.

She decided to leave her husband for some other man with no fucking prospects because they share the same hobby, and she announced it on February the 13th.

Men can be drunks, wife-beaters, and cheating motherfuckers, but in my experience, it is only a woman capable of this level of unabashed emotional cruelty. I love women, but I hate whores. And this is a whore move if I've ever heard one.

So, bearing in mind that I love women, I hope you'll permit me the following sentiment: fuck you, whores.

Porn Stars Who Remind Me of My Ex [Not Safe for Work or Moms]

When I say "my ex", I speak specifically of a woman who tore my heart out, betrayed me as cruelly as she possible could, then slandered me all over the internet afterward. She will of course remain nameless, because I have more class that that slime-trail leaving slut. After the catastrophe, I found myself for awhile unable to watch porn featuring black girls, or in fact any ethnic women at all. When the skank who broke your heart is black and Thai in derivation, it cuts down on the sorts of women you can masturbate too without pain.

However, I grew out of this faze, and now, if a woman reminds me of [name withheld], I just consider that an added bonus, particularly if the scene I'm watching involves throat-gagging, ass-ramming, cum-glazing rough sex.

I didn't say it was healthy, it's just the way it is.

Here are a handful of porn stars who vaguely remind me of her:

Lucy Thai

Physically, she doesn't look much like her. For instance, her body is way more womanly, what with her hips and full tits and all. However, her face has a certain something about it, particularly in those plump lips, that perhaps makes perhaps it more satisfying than usual to watch her suck cock or take massive loads on the face.

Kapri Styles
This woman, however, seems to have practically the same body, down to the itty-bitty titties. She specializes in anal scenes with multiple partners, which is a-okay with me. Maybe her ass is too big to be a total fit with the ex, but hey, I'm not actually looking for girls who are reminiscent of her, I'm just saying that these girls coincidentally are, okay?

Jasmine Byrne
Here we have the "best of both worlds", I suppose. She has a face that for some reason reminds me of her, and also a trim little body with not enormous breasts. She is a very enthusiastic performer who also seems to specialized in taking it up the ass (something these women all have in common).

I'm not going out of my way to find women who look like or sound like or otherwise remind me of this ex, and contrary to what some might think, I don't really think about her unless something comes up in conversation to jar a painful memory (there are no good ones). I just happen to have a certain "type" for my fantasy woman, and this is it, which I guess explains why I pursued her in mad defiance of all the warning signs (not that I could have predicted that she would fuck my own brother and then blame it on me).

This has been a little trip through Kevin's psyche. Hope you enjoyed it. Interestingly enough, now that I've put this out in the open, I feel a lot better about both myself and that fucked-up relationship. Time to bury it.

[Hey, ex, dig this: these women are all less of slut than you are, and they eat semen for a living. Think about that.]

Okay: NOW it gets buried.