Sometime around 2015, I experienced my biggest improvement in game. Everything came together. A lot of that came because of self-control over my emotions. I had a crush once that was plaguing me, but after banging her and watching her decline, I completely got over that.
After this, I went to the Czech Republic on a poosy trip in the summer of 2016, and I felt a completely new feeling that still gives me aches of oneitis. It's been persistent and I want to hear some advice on how to forget about it completely.
Here's the background.
Early 2016
Around this time, I figured I wanted to do a solo Europe trip. I had made a trip to Scotland with Mark Fletcher before, and we visited a handful of other countries further east of the UK. It was life-changing.
I planned on the Czech Republic being my base for the trip, and from there I would move into Serbia to end the summer. After I made these plans (around February 2016), I started doing my pipelining.
I downloaded this app called MeowChat that Eastern European sloots apparently used a lot (the app was so shitty it is barely functional anymore), and pretty quickly I got opened by this Czech girl named D.
D was hot. She was tall (6'+), long hair, pale skin, beautiful face, and she was 19. Not to mention HUGE ass. I mean obscene, Tiana Gregory-level ass (see my avatar for reference).
She said, "cats or dogs?" And from there we went into long late night conversations about everything.
June 2016--Prague
I kept pipelining other girls and ended up going to Prague with this other girl I was banging at the time in the U.S. following me to Prague against my will. When that stint completely fell to shit, I spent my time gaming girls and meeting up with forum members.
Pretty quickly I met D for the first time. She lived in a nearby town and took the train to Prague this one day just to meet me. We met but the square and walked to the river and talked about Eminem and other bullshit, then I walked her back to the metro and I kissed her on the cheek or something gay like that.
For the next few days, I ended up hanging out with Courage Reborn and Slubu. These were the first two high-powered, high rep forum members I had ever met since the Battle of Toronto, and I was intimidated. I didn't want to seem like some weird guy that was impossible to chill with, because my reputation on the forum meant a lot to me.
We went night game for the first time. I was honestly more interested in being friends with these guys, so game wasn't really on my mind that much. I was only approaching girls so I could show off my skills to them (and I was trigger shy with the approaches because I was so intimidated).
Then later that week D comes to my apartment and says she can spend a few nights with me. I had talked to her mom on the phone in broken Russian and English back when I was in the US so I knew she liked me. She said she thought I had a cute face and that she was okay with D staying with me. So I ended up banging D rough as fuck in my apartment and drinking wine with her the rest of the night. That was my first EE flag and my first bang since landing in Europe again.
The next night I went to to dinner with Slubu and Courage Reborn and left D in my apartment alone. When I came back, I felt like I was in a real relationship with her. I felt like I was coming back to my wife. I never had an experience like that before. She was stunning. That was the first time I felt any kind of real emotion towards her.
We watched Curb Your Enthusiasm a bit then fucked some more then watched some Filthy Frank (she loved that shit) then fucked some more then I held her for a while and we went eat at an Indian restaurant even though I wasn't hungry and she called this celebrity friend of hers and introduced me to him over the phone (he's a rapper). It was surreal. The whole night was surreal.
Mid-2017: The Fall Out
By the time D and I parted ways, I was tired of being around her. I wanted to fuck more girls and my approaches were few. In fact, I approached this one Ukranian girl with Courage Reborn at this club one night and could have banged her, but I just settled for her number and then forgot to text her the next day to meet up for lunch like we planned on. Complete stage fright.
Once D left, I started approaching like a fucking mad man and banged a couple Turkish girls in Serbia with ease.
When I get home, D and I still talked on the phone. We talked about how she loved me, how I loved her, how we were meant to be together, how no one had ever fucked her like that, and how she was moving to Pennsylvania to be an au pair.
We made plans for me to go visit her for a few days every month when she got here (I was living in SLC at the time). But as time went on, I started to actually fall for her. Once I started really showing her, I felt the reciprocation fade. Soon enough I was texting her and she wasn't responding for days.
I let her on complete radio silence for about a month and a half, then ended up doing some 4-AcO-DMT. I got emotional as all fuck and called her and told her how much she meant to me. It went very very badly. She told me some things that strongly suggested she didn't want to talk to me at all (though I can't remember exactly what she said). The next day I called her again and asked her how she honestly felt about our situation. She said something to the effect of "I feel like we are meant to be together, but don't plan on coming visit me any time soon when I get to the U.S. I want to adjust and not stress about seeing you."
I stopped talking to her and moved on. But I never really moved on. One time, I saw her post a picture of her with another guy in bed on Intsa (after she got to the US). After that I blocked her and stopped talking to her brother (who I was becoming friends with over social media at the time).
I always thought about her. Any time I would do any kind of strong drug, or drink, I would think about her. I would think about Europe. Any time I would hear a Drake song or play Marvin's Room on piano, I would remember her.
In no way that made it hard to game. I'm currently in a very rewarding LTR with a cute girl who does anything for me. But I always think about D. And I feel like if I actually fell in love with my LTR and showed her that genuine love, she'd act the same way that D did.
A few weeks ago I got a new phone. The only things backed up to the cloud were from mid-2016. And strangely enough, my new phone imported the recent calls from my old phone as of mid-2016.
One of the recent calls was a +420 international code number (a Czech number). I was curious who it was, so I called it on FaceTime. It was D.
We texted a bit back and forth and she asked why I texted her. I told her the truth. She expressed anger in me blocking her, and she gave me attitude, so I blocked her again. I know I ruined any chance with her, and now that she's apparently back in the Czech Republic, there is no possibility of us ever ending up together. So, how do I move on finally? This has been going for years.
Edit: I just bought tickets for ULTRA, so maybe partying it up in Miami for my birthday weekend will make things better in the short-term. But I cannot find a long-term fix to get this bitch out of my head.
After this, I went to the Czech Republic on a poosy trip in the summer of 2016, and I felt a completely new feeling that still gives me aches of oneitis. It's been persistent and I want to hear some advice on how to forget about it completely.
Here's the background.
Early 2016
Around this time, I figured I wanted to do a solo Europe trip. I had made a trip to Scotland with Mark Fletcher before, and we visited a handful of other countries further east of the UK. It was life-changing.
I planned on the Czech Republic being my base for the trip, and from there I would move into Serbia to end the summer. After I made these plans (around February 2016), I started doing my pipelining.
I downloaded this app called MeowChat that Eastern European sloots apparently used a lot (the app was so shitty it is barely functional anymore), and pretty quickly I got opened by this Czech girl named D.
D was hot. She was tall (6'+), long hair, pale skin, beautiful face, and she was 19. Not to mention HUGE ass. I mean obscene, Tiana Gregory-level ass (see my avatar for reference).
She said, "cats or dogs?" And from there we went into long late night conversations about everything.
June 2016--Prague
I kept pipelining other girls and ended up going to Prague with this other girl I was banging at the time in the U.S. following me to Prague against my will. When that stint completely fell to shit, I spent my time gaming girls and meeting up with forum members.
Pretty quickly I met D for the first time. She lived in a nearby town and took the train to Prague this one day just to meet me. We met but the square and walked to the river and talked about Eminem and other bullshit, then I walked her back to the metro and I kissed her on the cheek or something gay like that.
For the next few days, I ended up hanging out with Courage Reborn and Slubu. These were the first two high-powered, high rep forum members I had ever met since the Battle of Toronto, and I was intimidated. I didn't want to seem like some weird guy that was impossible to chill with, because my reputation on the forum meant a lot to me.
We went night game for the first time. I was honestly more interested in being friends with these guys, so game wasn't really on my mind that much. I was only approaching girls so I could show off my skills to them (and I was trigger shy with the approaches because I was so intimidated).
Then later that week D comes to my apartment and says she can spend a few nights with me. I had talked to her mom on the phone in broken Russian and English back when I was in the US so I knew she liked me. She said she thought I had a cute face and that she was okay with D staying with me. So I ended up banging D rough as fuck in my apartment and drinking wine with her the rest of the night. That was my first EE flag and my first bang since landing in Europe again.
The next night I went to to dinner with Slubu and Courage Reborn and left D in my apartment alone. When I came back, I felt like I was in a real relationship with her. I felt like I was coming back to my wife. I never had an experience like that before. She was stunning. That was the first time I felt any kind of real emotion towards her.
We watched Curb Your Enthusiasm a bit then fucked some more then watched some Filthy Frank (she loved that shit) then fucked some more then I held her for a while and we went eat at an Indian restaurant even though I wasn't hungry and she called this celebrity friend of hers and introduced me to him over the phone (he's a rapper). It was surreal. The whole night was surreal.
Mid-2017: The Fall Out
By the time D and I parted ways, I was tired of being around her. I wanted to fuck more girls and my approaches were few. In fact, I approached this one Ukranian girl with Courage Reborn at this club one night and could have banged her, but I just settled for her number and then forgot to text her the next day to meet up for lunch like we planned on. Complete stage fright.
Once D left, I started approaching like a fucking mad man and banged a couple Turkish girls in Serbia with ease.
When I get home, D and I still talked on the phone. We talked about how she loved me, how I loved her, how we were meant to be together, how no one had ever fucked her like that, and how she was moving to Pennsylvania to be an au pair.
We made plans for me to go visit her for a few days every month when she got here (I was living in SLC at the time). But as time went on, I started to actually fall for her. Once I started really showing her, I felt the reciprocation fade. Soon enough I was texting her and she wasn't responding for days.
I let her on complete radio silence for about a month and a half, then ended up doing some 4-AcO-DMT. I got emotional as all fuck and called her and told her how much she meant to me. It went very very badly. She told me some things that strongly suggested she didn't want to talk to me at all (though I can't remember exactly what she said). The next day I called her again and asked her how she honestly felt about our situation. She said something to the effect of "I feel like we are meant to be together, but don't plan on coming visit me any time soon when I get to the U.S. I want to adjust and not stress about seeing you."
I stopped talking to her and moved on. But I never really moved on. One time, I saw her post a picture of her with another guy in bed on Intsa (after she got to the US). After that I blocked her and stopped talking to her brother (who I was becoming friends with over social media at the time).
I always thought about her. Any time I would do any kind of strong drug, or drink, I would think about her. I would think about Europe. Any time I would hear a Drake song or play Marvin's Room on piano, I would remember her.
In no way that made it hard to game. I'm currently in a very rewarding LTR with a cute girl who does anything for me. But I always think about D. And I feel like if I actually fell in love with my LTR and showed her that genuine love, she'd act the same way that D did.
A few weeks ago I got a new phone. The only things backed up to the cloud were from mid-2016. And strangely enough, my new phone imported the recent calls from my old phone as of mid-2016.
One of the recent calls was a +420 international code number (a Czech number). I was curious who it was, so I called it on FaceTime. It was D.
We texted a bit back and forth and she asked why I texted her. I told her the truth. She expressed anger in me blocking her, and she gave me attitude, so I blocked her again. I know I ruined any chance with her, and now that she's apparently back in the Czech Republic, there is no possibility of us ever ending up together. So, how do I move on finally? This has been going for years.
Edit: I just bought tickets for ULTRA, so maybe partying it up in Miami for my birthday weekend will make things better in the short-term. But I cannot find a long-term fix to get this bitch out of my head.
Quote:PapayaTapper Wrote:
you seem to have a penchant for sticking your dick in high drama retarded trash.