My college girl was, I think, objectively beautiful and her father was a HYS educated partner in a big law firm. I was a hick half breed whose father was a coach/teacher in the Deep South.

This girl was everything I ever wanted, and she just picked me. I would have moved heaven and earth to prove I was the kind of guy that deserved her... cucky I know, but I was young and it was the 90's. Poor boy with maybe a little going for him, rich girl makes him be all he can be...

When I was in bed with her, it took me to another level. I just couldn't believe this type of ecstasy was present in life on this planet earth. I had never seen a naked woman online, just a few Playboy's and the girls I'd been with. I put my tongue up her ass, and I can swear to you that when I did this, I subjectively wasn't aware that anyone else had ever done this in the history of sex. She was just so hot to me, and I loved her so much, it just happened. It was normal, but in my mind, no one had ever done this before.

We never broke up. I graduated a year before her, I was planning to go to law school and had the LSAT and grades already, so I lived with her in her condo working manual labor jobs while she finished. I was going to go to law school wherever she got admitted to vet school (her dream).

Sometime during that late spring before she graduated, we were having issues. She never really did anything, just started to act bratty and be hard to deal with. I moved out and back with my parents. We saw each other every couple of weeks still, and then I wouldn't call for a few days. She wouldn't call for a few days. I knew it was over, but I couldn't call her to say it. I went ahead and made a choice for law school at a decent place where I had a full tuition scholly.

I didn't talk to her for months. It hurt so bad, whenever I saw a girl with her same curly blonde hair, I felt like throwing up. Sometime during the fall of 1L, I called her. We talked for 6 hours. The next night she called me. We talked for 6 hours. She asked if I still had a CD of her's during the 2nd night, and I don't know, it pissed me off.

I didn't call back and neither did she. Months later I found out that she was in vet school less than 1 hour from my law school. She never looked me up, despite knowing where to find me. 2L year, I called her parent's house in Key Biscayne at Christmas. Her mother told me she was at dinner. She never called me back. 3L year, I did the same, and she did not return the call.

Jump to 2013, almost 15 years after I'd last seen her, she looked me up on linkedin and we exchanged numbers and she called me. I was newly engaged. She wanted me to visit or to come to me, but it was too many factors for me to feel the same: lack of confidence in myself after a 2nd major knee surgery left me a bit weak and out of shape. Also I had contracted lyme disease type illness the previous year, and thought I was going to die before I kind of got better and figured it out. Plus I was engaged. Plus I thought about years and years of her riding cock and fucking studs. Plus, it felt a little like she just wanted a hookup. I didn't feel like I had been financially as successful at that point as I had wanted. (of note of course, when I had the girl in undergrad, I was a nobody broke prole with driving an 87' buick that didn't open from the passenger side so go figure)

If I was the man that I know I am inside, I would have told her to show up at my modest house on NO BIRTH CONTROL and no SSRI's or any other shit in her body and that I would think about our future once our baby was conceived. She could work in some country hick vet place fucking with sheep and goats as an assistant until she got her license ported to a new state and got a real job. BUT I DIDN'T.

To the best of my knowledge, she is still unmarried and childless. I've been married for about 10 years and have kids. I will always love her to the day I die though.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223465)

I know that's not exactly what happened with you, but I can relate to that part about your health problems.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223524)

what was it like to go from her simply "acting bratty" to moving out of her place. must've been some drama in there where there was a little more to it even if that was the essence.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223569)

"if you just jerk them off, they'll leave you alone, and you don't have to suck them off or fuck them". This was an exact quote from her.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223924)

After I graduated, I had no plans but to go back home and chill and workout and work on the farm until law school, but she begged me to stay with her for that next year. I had no real job experience in terms of city type jobs that people do like being a waiter or whatever, so when I said I would stay and live with her, I got a job moving imported furniture from the design district to high end houses. I actually loved the job and the bros that worked there and even liked the fag owner who was a good dood (he died of AIDS about 10 years ago).

Problem started because we were so unequal financially. I brought home like $300 a week (1998 money). Her allowance was $4K a month (1998 money). Plus her daddy had bought the condo we were living in for her so she didn't have rent. During that 1st summer after I graduated, she was taking a couple of classes summer school, and I worked like 7:30 to 5 and had to get up at like 6:30 to make it down to work in traffic in my shitty hoopty car. When I came home, I would be tired and wanted to relax. She had shit to do all day besides go to a few classes per week. She was always wanting to go out with me on weeknights and also started to nag me about buying things for the condo like furniture on my shit wages and also pay rent to her daddy. My father warned me to never move in with a woman in her place, but here I was.

Then the sex became more infrequent. When were were in school, I'd walk from my dorm to her place and we would of course do it all night and sleep in and wake up and do it again. She would come to my dorm between classes and fuck me, etc. It started to become a 3 to 4 times a week thing once we were living together. And on weekends when I could sleep in, she would wake up being a bitch and not fucking in the mornings.

One major straw was one Saturday morning, I slept in to about 9 and got up and went downstairs to watch TV. She gets up nagging me to go get her breakfast and OJ. I didn't feel like it since this was one of the few days I got to relax. I eventually went and got her breakfast, but when I got back, she wouldn't quit nagging me. This turned into a big fight where she tried to slap me and then started talking shit about my mother. I know that you youngsters will think that I am flaming here, but she ended up calling my mom a nigger mammy or something of the sort. Yes I am old super high yella half breed. My mother is country, yes, but had always been nice to her (as were her parents to me). My dad is the one who had always kind of been a dick when I brought her over. He even declined to host her parents on the farm when they came in from Florida to see her at college and wanted to come down. Anyway, I slapped her for talking shit about my mom and told her to calm down. Unbeknownst to be, the girl called the fucking cops and they showed up at the front door. I had to leave and went to my parents for a couple of days. Then I came back and had to get a hotel which cost me money from my shitty job, etc. About a week later, I got my meager belongings and moved out while she was in class after she was rather unapologetic about her behavior. I eventually came back after about a week and had to get another shit job, but things were never really the same with her attitude, and several months later, I moved back to my parents again, seeing her only every couple of weeks. This was during the regular school year by this time, so she had a lot more going on and we just saw each other and talked less and less.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223864)

she just sounds like a hot rich bitch. it's sad because i don't think you can beat that out of a chick except by being a athlete-tier dude in terms of attractiveness and wealth, she has no incentive to lose it otherwise. other than that it can only rot away with time and by then it's too late.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48224004)

i have what black ppl call "good hair" but i would sometimes straighten it a little bit with a children's texturizer back then because i liked that 90's Andy Garcia/guido type slick back hair then. she would pick up the box with the little black girl on the front and tease "just for me!!"

https://ibb.co/k9ypQ8k

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48224052)

first longterm girlfriend, dated 3+ years and most of it was long distance. finally ended up in same city and broke up 6 months later mutually. then i regretted the breakup and chased after her like a bitch which pushed her away further

still think about her a lot even though she got married then divorced and she's old and ugly now

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223474)

why did you break up

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223572)

we were incompatible - she didn't have a father growing up and so her relationship with men was strange. she kind of wanted a guy to bankroll her financially and put in her in the limelight and see her only occasionally. it's probably why she later got divorced (this is conjecture); not very emotionally available. at the time i was looking for a mother figure to fix my own issues, which she cluelessly provided for awhile but obviously eventually got disgusted by. but also i wanted a real mutual relationship which she was kind of too damaged to offer

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48223581)

Twenty years later we got back in touch and had a torrid affair for about a year. We lived far apart, so it was a sometime thing, but it was totally 180. Finally she called a halt because she was worried her husband would find out and she did not want to jeopardize her marriage. I was too pussy drunk to care. The husband died a while later, but we did not rekindle the affair.

We have stayed in touch, but the spark is clearly gone. I have come to realize we would have made a terrible pairing and would have divorced if we had ever married.

I finally got her to tell me why she dumped me (other than for geographic reasons). She said it was because I was a male chauvinist.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48224117)

I could never love a fucking whore no matter what age. I could never love a bitch who was into me for money/status.

Even before I got married, when I was in my late 30's, I took a 30 year old's virginity. She wasn't hot or anything, but very cool. I really liked her, but she unfortunately had the attitude of trying to play a little hard to get despite sneaking off to rawdog with me every few weeks for several months. I realized that I did have feelings for her, even though my ego wouldn't let me really show them because she was kind of being a trick. Imagine that, a virgin trick. Modernity is a bitch.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48225107)

If I squinted and only thought about her positive qualities she is the most amazing woman I have ever met. I wanted to marry that person and be with her for the rest of my life. Her upside is music to my ears. I often felt like she was created in a lab just to make me happy.

Unfortunately, her negative qualities are insurmountable. They're just far too ruinous to be tolerable. It would never have worked in a million years. But the plus side of this is that she is so retardedly difficult to deal with that it makes moving on a lot easier. You never have to imagine what if, because there's no scenario where it could possibly work.

It's tough but searching for her replacement is not easy. There are lots of beautiful women in America. There are good looking chicks everywhere and they're easy to talk to and looking to meet a guy. But they hardly ever have a genuine spark. Most chicks aren't smart, aren't passionate, aren't the type an intellectual nerd like me could stay up all night talking to and never get bored. Sex with beautiful women is easy to find, but passionate true love is extremely difficult.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5615397&forum_id=2#48225309)