Was cucked recently. Like, really cucked. You don't quite understand the amount of cuckage that took place. It's savage, so let me explain;

>been dating qt for 4 years
>easy 8/10
>perfect butt
>face was alright
>but that butt ohmygoodness
>been making gains throughout relationship
>borderline olympian god tier
>girlfriend always mirin'
>"anon, I'm so lucky!" she would pronounce
>we were happy

>until the French

>allow me to explain
>we go to the bar every other weekend
>one particular night our friend group introduced this dude
>str8 from Quebec
>french manlet
>5'4 at best
>noobgains
>That fucking chinstrap reeeeee
>though, theres seemed to be a lack of spaghetti falling from his pocket
>he checks out in my book
>we all hit it off nice, he seems like a pleasant guy (for a frenchman that is)

>leave bar, for a few weeks everything seems alright
>until my (then) girlfriend became more distant
>she would constantly delete texts, she would come home at late hours, refused to fugg me
>maybe I should start activating my almonds
>I knew she was spending time with him and his friends, but I didn't see any harm in it at the time
>I mean cmon, he's 5'4
>did I mention he's french?

>a few weeks pass and we eventually break up, seemingly out of no where
>hop on facebook one morning
>*fem-anon is in a relationship with Frenchfag*
>N-no... Must be coincidence
>talk to some of her friends, turns out she would go to his house, fuck his one-inch-pinch, and then come back to my house and pretend she gave a shit about me
>that fucking whore
>revenge?

>fuck some of her friends
>still feel like shit
>moral of the story
>Never; and I repeat, NEVER trust a french man

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