So, the truth comes out about Becca!
I learned the truth about Becca and why she broke up with me. Or rather, I found out that the reason she told me for breaking up with me was a complete and utter lie. It’s actually quite horrid and wrong and I can’t believe that it happened. But today, when I was talking to her over Instant Messenger, I found out that Becca was just lying to me and I am just dumbfounded. And I can’t believe that I thought I loved this girl. I can’t believe I thought about marrying this girl! I can’t believe that I was so willing to wait for her and yet, day after day, she lied to me.
You see, I am not immune to being lied to. I’ve been given many promises that were never really honoured. I was lied to constantly by other people, even thoughout childhood. And through it - I started to learn how to decipher bullshit. In fact, I’ve learned how to do it in my personal and in my professional lives. And I thought that what I had with Becca was real and I thought it was wonderful and it was beautiful. Turns out, I was blinded to the truth. She lied to me. Day after day, she lied to me and I believed it.
It gets worse. She decided that she wanted to string me along, trying to give me some hope that the relationship will work again. She made me believe that she still wanted to be with me. But then, she completely shattered my world telling me that she was just yanking my chain. That she never really wanted to be with me. That all this was is a hoax. It was fake. It was a cruel and terrible practical joke against me.
I wanted it to be real, I really did. And I really did want to hold her in my arms and spend the rest of my life with her. The problem was that I was in love with a lie. With an illusion of a woman that wanted to be with me as well. But it turns out that it was just that. An illusion. An illusion designed for the sole purpose of building me up and then making me come tumbling down.
And to you, Becca Lusher, I’m not a complete fool. I know exactly how heartless you were and are. I know that you are one of the most heartless bitches in the world, not to mention South East London. But then again, I should have figured as much. I should have known it was a con from the very beginning. We are both at fault really. You are at fault for lying and trying to deceive me and I am at fault because I believed your shit. I truly did. But now, I guess I am free from believe your lies and your bullshit. But I guess thanks to you, I now see what terrible people I can meet on the Internet. Lying bitches like you and truly horrid people like the member base of Yay Hooray.
Update: So maybe it’s time to tell everyone a bit more about you. After all, you think just because you came from Kent with family around Norfolk, you can con me into believing that you actually liked me. Even despite the fact that you are afraid of phone conversations, allergic to hamburgers and are an all around bitch? And that you currently go to an art college that is full of crackpots and weirdos (which I am somehow starting to doubt).
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