My daughter got raped and beaten. I threw her in the dumpster right after she told me. This is what happened:

I think you are 100% in the right Any Forumsro
Healthy relationships are built on two-way trust
and SHE broke that trust with her lies and deceit.
That was not a one-off it is evidently an ingrained aspect of her character and personality, that will not changed just because she got raped.
Strewth - she went behind your back left the club with two guys believing she was going to a party - no doubt for a cosy one night stand with them.

Decent guys ( like you, I guess ) get duped by women like that and should be resolute in your decision to dump her in the garbage.

uhhh this isn't fake at all. it's very obviously real.

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Are you proud for typing this?

yes

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My dog was raped and beaten up. I broke up with her right after she told me. This is what happened:

>Dating girlfriend for 7 months.
>She wants to go to this sleazy club with her friend.
>I told her I didn't want her to go.
>Had an argument about it. She was like "You don't own me and I can do what I want." and that bullshit.
>Told her if she went then I'm breaking up with her.
>She said she wouldn't go and dropped it.
>Saturday came.
>Hadn't heard from her all day.
>At 4AM on Sunday she calls me crying.
>She says she got raped and beat up.
>She went to the club anyway. Apparently she left alone with some guy and his friend to go to a party. They took her somewhere and beat her up and raped her.
>Had many feelings about this, none of them pleasant.
>I told her if she went to the club that I'd leave her and I told her we were over.
>She started freaking out and saying she needs me right now and that she was sorry.
>Told her never to call me again.
>Have been getting rabid hate from her friends and my friends think I was way too cold.
>She broke my trust, went somewhere I said not to, was probably going to end up cheating on me anyway and got raped and beaten over it and I'm suppose to feel sorry for her.

I saw her like yesterday and she was pretty beat up, she had bruises and a black eye and stuff. So I do believe she was raped but this wouldn't of happened if she had just listened to me. Everybody thinks I'm evil. My ex-girlfriend has been trying to talk to me but I have no desire to speak to her. You guys think I was too harsh? I just have a hard time feeling bad when I feel so right...

Just some advice. Leave the basement window cracked a little so when you die and your corpse starts decomposing the neighbors can contact the authorities to remove your remains from your moms basement. Try to make a path between the Hot Pocket boxes, Mountain Dew bottles and other filth so they can get to your corpse.

> She was like "You don't own me and I can do what I want." and that bullshit.
Not how 7-year-olds talk but OK, cool larp.

>Saturday came.
>Hadn't heard from her all day.
>At 4AM on Sunday she calls me crying.
The fuck is this timeline? Be sober next time while trying to make up shit.

>She went to the park anyway. Apparently she left alone with some guy and his friend to go to a party.
Again, not how 7-year-olds act.

>Have been getting rabid hate from her friends
From her 7-year-old friends? Yeah, alright...

Fuck me, anyone who buys this for half a second should not breed,

My daughter got raped by a illegal immigrant and got her pregnant. She can't even have an abortion.

you've clearly never had a 7 year old before.

sounds real to me

My daughter got raped by a illegal immigrant and got her pregnant. She can't even have an abortion.

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