I am a university mecheng major in my late twenties and unfortunatly had the pleasure of making numerous experiences with women during my 20s and my teen years. English is not my mother language, so expressing my thoughts and writing in perfect grammar might not always be correct.

The straw that broke the camels back happend 2 weeks ago. I live in a dorm appartment building with 13 people sharing a kitchen and two toilettes. I enjoy beeing here and making the best of my university time,because for my first degree I went to a landish kind of small college, where parties and uni life were not really existing.

So, I moved in a year ago and I am having a jolly good time here since. Last october a female, same age as me, moved in. At first I thought she doesn’t speak to much, but at the first party it became clear she completly changed when she got drunk. Getting drunk happened quiet quickly for her.

So we really hit it off exellent. She would knock on my door when there is a party and ask me to come and join her. It went further when she asked me to come down to her back than boyfriends birthday party. We had nice and joyful conversations and I enjoyed the time with her. She seemed not to be the girl who stands there like a landpost and expects that all male entertain her because she has a vag. After the party here in the doorm house was over, we moved further to a club in the city. There I was, the only guy from our group of doorm friends, who got invited by the girlfriend of the birthday guy to join his other friends to go partying.

We spend the night at a bar. There was a guy, drunk and prob drugged out of his mind, coming up to us in the bar. He started dancing aggressivly towards her. Everybody watched that for a while, and than I (as a white knight) made the suggestion to get rid of the guy. So I put myself between him and her and we pretended that we were together. I spoke with him for a long time and eventually he went off to another corner of the bar. At the time it felt good. In hinsight it gets me a soure taste.

The relationship between her and her boyfriend for five years seemed to be going down the drain. On that night there were just a few moments they were standing by each others or talk with another. I sort of saw my chance, but didn’t wanted to go aggresivly in because I didn’t know exactly what the deal between those two were and there were 5 other friends of him with us, with whom I become friendly real quickly, but didn’t want to risk any aggression towards me.

Recapping the last months of last year, there were fun parties we throw on a regular basis in our kitchen and most of the time with her present and often the driving force.

This year came and with it new parties. 6 weeks ago we had another one, where friends of mine and her got very drunk. In the end, there were just me and her. She really likes music and looses herself when certain songs play. We danced and came closer and eventually kissed and made out on the concrete stairs of our doorm :).

I haven’t felt that positiv for many years. I haven’t kissed somebody that passionate and loving for when me and my first love where still together. I truly enjoyed it. It wasn’t mechanical or goal oriented. I lost myself in that moment and felt good about it. I think there I started to think about a relationship with her seriously. I still struggled to pull the trigger, because of her heavy drinking and going all out after it. I eventually came to the conclusion that I didn’t want to have a relationship with her from my part. Something extraordinary from her part must happen before I pull the trigger. That’s how I went into the next days.

The next thing we went together has been a party of a friend of hers. She didn’t know the people there as I didn’t either. She eventually, who knew it, became very drunk again and started to make out and bite me in front of everyone. I have to add that the party was mostly a boring one, where everybody had serious conversations. Nobody danced or something. After biting me so that it hurt, she dragged me in her friends bedroom and we continued making out and undressing. When that happens its always a nice feeling going back to the party, everbody knowing what you two just did :).

At this point I was still in for a LTR, but wasn’t sure about her behaviour after all I have seen. What nagged me were eg she would mention somebody she found attractive whom I also know. These are the f….. games these bitches play. There were more of it, I spare you with explaining, but from past experiences and as a regular Bill “Freckleface” Burrs and Bill Maher listener I don’t take the s~~~ that comes out of their mouths serious anymore. I told her in the bedroom, that I wasn’t going to sleep with her because I have made bad experiences in the past with it.

We left her friends house and all went to a club. She went all out in the club. I could not get rid of her beeing there. She ate me literally alive the time we were on the dancefloor. Later I received a message from her that she is waiting for me in her room. As soon as I was arriving on the stairs towards my room, she was greeting me and pulled me into her room. I actually was about to go into mine to splash some water in my face. I actually was not looking forward to go into her room, because I knew what was about to happen. What followed was the desperate attemp to get me exited about her. An olympic gymnasiast on a gym matress was nothing against what I saw unfold on my legs and chest. At this point and after beeing out with her “as a couple” I enjoyed the thought of us both getting seriously involved into a relationship. I have to say, that we are both at an age where I for my part would find it comfortable having a mature relationship with a characterly stable women who is also good looking. That she is and she knows how to use this unfortunatly.

Remark that everything that has happend so far has come from her side. The party invitation, the kissing etc. (I wasn’t innocent there, but to my defense I wasn’t sober either there).

I forgot details that happend also last year which are important for the arc of the story. She would draw my name on a poster and write some sexual things besides my name and a head of mine. She would do similar things with others, but only write sexual things besides mine, to get a reaction out of me. I felt flattered because all of the guys are craving to get attention from her. I have also been the one she would put little chocolat bars into the mailbox with a little text on it like “Merry chrismas”.

What does all of this say to you?

There is clearly someone more interested in you than in anybody else of the other people here. I am over the loss of my ex and looking for somebody new. Getting over the ex took years to be clear. THere comes a girl, I truly like and starts making advantages towards me.

Prepare yourself for the kicker. It has been shocking for me and it gives me an uncomfortable feeling writing and thinking about it, but for the sake of overcoing bitches like that and building and learning for the future I won’t spare me or you on it.

I pick up the story after I went into her room, we made out and I revealed my intentions towards her again. I didn’t forced having sex with her although she was forcing it. But living on one story together does not make it easier if you don’t have yourself in a serious relationship with her beforehand. So thatwas out of question. Eventually we fell to sleep. She said things like “I havent had that for two years” as I gave her my armpillow, on the way to the club she said “You have to know that spanish women are very jealous.”. What am I supposed to think about all of that? She IS looking for a boyfriend and is quiet happy with what we have right now.

Ok, I promised you the kicker. Here it is. Two days later she stormed out of the entrance at 20:30 with said ex boyfriend, dressed up for the night.

Let that continue with the guy beeing in/at her room and taking a big traveling bag out there and leaving with her.

At this point I am properly p~~~ed. I am seriously angry at her whole ordeal and what she is f…… trying here. My anger doesn’t know any borders. Well, how lucky am I having always rejected sleeping with it. I don’t really know what that is, its definitly not the female behaviour I had been tought by my mother, so I don’t regard her as that, rather as a thing tbh.

Next thing I know, we all go to a big beer festival. Me and my neighboor (the one she can’t be bothered with telling me how cute he is in the train) organised a breakfast for everyone that is going. I am proper p~~~ed this morning towards her and don’t speak to the c~~~. I try to enjoy myself nevertheless and feel good to have other friends who are going with us all, so I don’t have to see or deal with it the time there.

Who would have known, she gets so p~~~ed again on the table and with intent salutes my beer glass so hard that a whole mess of beer spills over my trousers. I have to get home that day to my parents with a shared ride, I serious don’t know at that moment if I should slap her or not. She tells me she saw that I was p~~~ed towards her that morning. I told her again that I want something serious and don’t want to play games. No triangle relationship or open s~~~ (a mutal friend tld me she and her ex had an open relationship apparently but he wasn’t sure either about it, she lies to him all the time, he’s like the ATM/food,drink,cigarette, beer-machine for her). I had to leave early to catch my ride to my parents, so I said goodbye to her. We made out before again and danced and what not. I left her with what I said 2 sentences earlier. 2 hours later I receive a message “I can’t stop thinking about you”. I seriously doubt her sanity at this point. If I had not done it enough before I seriously was doubting it know. This bitch must seriously getting her brain puffs from the sewer or somewhere where just s~~~ exists.

My logic at this point has already cancled a relationship with it since I saw her with the other guy the first time, but as my emotions for it are (still are) I can’t order them. That happens when you get involved with somebody whos live is in chaos. You don’t get anything else than chaos back.

I’ll end it for the time beeing here, although the story hasn’t ended yet and I have’t written everything down yet what happend after the last part. It is just due to my time constrains. It’s in the middle of the night and I should be working on a big assigment from uni which is due, but the flue and all I have written above has not gotten me to produce anything handing in worthy yet. For now I will leave you with this tale of why I stumbled over the MGTOW world a couple of day ago and spend a lot of my time watching videos from MGTOW members and getting literated about the topic.

As I said in the profil, I am from europe. Circumstances are slightly different but this c~~~ deserves a special place, also in the US.

That happens when you get involved with somebody whos live is in chaos. You don’t get anything else than chaos back.

The moral of the story.

Next step is to realize: ALL WOMEN ARE LIKE THAT. (Or worse.)

She is not in control and if she’s that nuts when drinking ….. you are leaving yourself open for rape or sexual assault charges.

Get the f~~~ out of this NOW.

She is not in control and if she’s that nuts when drinking ….. you are leaving yourself open for rape or sexual assault charges.

I seriously thought about this long and hard. The c~~~ is so crazy, that out of anger that I didn’t gave her the D, she could come up with s~~~ like that.

True fact: when we were making out she asked me out of the blue: “Do you want to rape me?” Thoughts on that… anyone?

The c~~~ is bats~~~ crazy. Thing is, the guys here think they could land at her somehow and I am afraid they are all eating out of her hand, as they are a lot younger than her or I am and have not made these experiences yet. I seriously wish she would screw somebody else over, so that everybody knows.

I am not sure how I should handle the s~~~ tbh. Should I move out? It’s hard to find a place and I like the other peps.

I’ve got a real bad feeling about this woman.

Guy’s help me out here please …..

You MUST do whatever it takes to get away from her. I’ve got a real bad feeling about this woman. Guy’s help me out here please …..

Agreed, Iliveagain. The crazy ones are always great in the sack, but you can never keep them, think with your brain and not your c~~~, the red flags are everywhere, GET OUT NOW!

UUFF.. spanish!! bats~~~ crazy. i have been in your situation  pertaining that mine was a lil drunk, was my gf and i did not want to give her the D. Boy she turned into a medusa. If she mentioned Rape… RUN. RUN. RUN but make it nice and easy and completely  cutt ties!!

Yep, agreed. I haven’t spoken with the c~~~ about the whole deal yet. I isolated myself from the parties the last days, because I could not stand the c~~~ sitting in the kitchen. My dad, who’s an old school man, gave me the advice to speak it over with her.

Do you think it would better the outcome for me? I thought, it would only makes sense if I still see any chance in taming the whore, but I know that you can’t change people. So I won’t try it. I am not religious but I hope Karma is a bitch.

If we speak I’ll show her her own s~~~  and argument the point with her and when she goes off, I know I am right. Well either way, I am right. I don’t want any drama, but as you said, might already have it, unknowingstly by me, she spitting s~~~ and lies when drunk, because I didn’t tapped  into her trap/beef curtains (pun intended) and damaged her attention seeking whoreism.