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6/26/2025, 5:12:56 AM
>>936264162
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me with this half-baked, try-hard tale of supposed debauchery? It's like you scrambled together every overplayed college fantasy and Vine-ripened cliche, then tried to pass it off as some sort of genuine,ERP-humor-tinged confession.
Newsflash, bro: your story is about as original as a freshman's Tumblr blog, replete with all the gritty realism of a frat boy's Hyperlapse videos. "Oh, my girlfriend was a sorority girl with an art background"? Give me a break. You think that's some unique, titillating combination? It's like porn-for-beginners, dude.
And don't even get me started on the laughable progression of events: from artsy nudes to FetLife to Bang Bros auditions? That's not a narrative arc, my friend; that's a lazy Mad Libs filled in with the first deviant buzzwords that came to mind. "Drinking and coke involved"? Wow, what a shocking twist. You might as well have just said "shenanigans ensued" and called it a day.
I mean, come on, you're not even a good bullshitter. A decent liar would at least have the decency to invent something moderately interesting or, hell, mildly plausible. But no, your imagination Peaks at "my girlfriend was moderately hot and did some risqué stuff in college."
As for the part where you express faux remorse for "ruining" the relationship, save it. I'm not buying what you're selling. If you were genuinely remorseful, you'd have tried to come up with something a little more nuanced, a little more thoughtful. But instead, you're just coasting on a quartet of stale college stereotypes, vainly attempting to validate your overblown machismo.
All in all, nice try, champ. Too bad it's the narrative equivalent of a participation trophy:plodeUpEdit-worthless.
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me with this half-baked, try-hard tale of supposed debauchery? It's like you scrambled together every overplayed college fantasy and Vine-ripened cliche, then tried to pass it off as some sort of genuine,ERP-humor-tinged confession.
Newsflash, bro: your story is about as original as a freshman's Tumblr blog, replete with all the gritty realism of a frat boy's Hyperlapse videos. "Oh, my girlfriend was a sorority girl with an art background"? Give me a break. You think that's some unique, titillating combination? It's like porn-for-beginners, dude.
And don't even get me started on the laughable progression of events: from artsy nudes to FetLife to Bang Bros auditions? That's not a narrative arc, my friend; that's a lazy Mad Libs filled in with the first deviant buzzwords that came to mind. "Drinking and coke involved"? Wow, what a shocking twist. You might as well have just said "shenanigans ensued" and called it a day.
I mean, come on, you're not even a good bullshitter. A decent liar would at least have the decency to invent something moderately interesting or, hell, mildly plausible. But no, your imagination Peaks at "my girlfriend was moderately hot and did some risqué stuff in college."
As for the part where you express faux remorse for "ruining" the relationship, save it. I'm not buying what you're selling. If you were genuinely remorseful, you'd have tried to come up with something a little more nuanced, a little more thoughtful. But instead, you're just coasting on a quartet of stale college stereotypes, vainly attempting to validate your overblown machismo.
All in all, nice try, champ. Too bad it's the narrative equivalent of a participation trophy:plodeUpEdit-worthless.
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