Being treated like an aquaintance by my “boyfriend” who I came out to see. Made me feel like a jackass sitting there and taking it all. Coming home hurt and mad only to find out my ex aka my first love is marrying the girl he was seeing behind my back. Gonna have the fairy tale wedding I always wanted. Come to work pissed and depressed, only to bw introduced as my dead boyfriend’s Girlfriend. Yea. My day.
this aint a scene
its a god damn arms race
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Maaanda PAaanda
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Whether anyone believes me or not idc. I’m putting this for my own. I went to go bake cupcakes at Jays after work because his mom asked if I could help while she set up for her early morning garage sale. So, as his parents are outside, I am by myself in the house. I dont want to bother them with “where’s this, where’s that” questions. So I snoop around. Occasionally putting on the above detector, with no white dots. So I put the recorder down and say out loud, “Jay where is the measuring cup, I forgot.” The thing automatically says “fruit.” I look around and there is a fruit basket. Under the basket is a drawer. I look inside and there it was. The measuring cup. So I continue. His parents come inside as I put the cupcakes in the oven. I sit by myself in the living room. I use the above detector. Again, no dots. I go outside while the cupcakes are baking and talk to his mom. She gives me some jewelery. We go inside and I take out the cupcakes. Then I ask her if I can go to his room. I climb the all too familiar stairs very slowly. All the while, holding onto the detector, still with no dots. So I turn on the lights and sit on his bed. Makes a loud noise like it always did. I no longer hear his parents. So in the quiet, I turn back on the detector. Mind you, I had no luck all night any where in the house. I was sitting on his bed, facing the window. The middle circle is where I am.. And a dot shows up. The dot is right behind me. Approximately the spot where he died. It stays there for a while so I take a picture. I turn the recorder on. And it automatically says “death” and “silent.” I get a little freaked, because its more of a “coincidence” for me. And I stand there for a minute, and his mom yells from downstairs “are you okay??” I tell her yes and she tells me she heard a loud flapping noise from upstairs. I told her no, that it was completely silent. So I walk down the stairs. It was too many coincidences if that for me. And I tried the detector on my way out. No. dots. Only in his room. Right behind me on his bed. I left with an uneasy feeling. How can a place I once loved to go to now give me knots in my stomach…idc what anyone believes. I know what I saw. What I experienced.
…Idgi…what did she do wrong?
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Anonymous: So what happened with this one?
Called me his girlfriend and I will not have anyone talk to me in that manner.
Beautiful.
