Why do I let myself get so angry about the parade of disgusting skanks that he’s bringing through his house?
Probably because one of them graduated high school even after Emily and his friends “jokingly” call her his girlfriend. Plus, that one he met on Tinder. Could you get any more revolting or desperate. And the other one looks like she dipped her hair in peroxide, and actually came over once while I was there. Oh, and she wanted to date him. So who knows what they were doing that would give her that twisted impression.
The only rebuttal I get is “you slept with ___” In which I can literally reply that I’ve known him for years, it doesn’t happen that frequently, and I’m not actually going to bars and actually hanging out for long periods of time. And he doesn’t exactly fall under the category of me being desperate, or him being disgusting, unlike you know who’s newest conquests. Congrats dude. You’re doing well.
I’m just so angry at these gross womanizing influences he has in his life that will literally fuck anything that walks.
Lets just hope he’s wearing a condom.
