I am a stupid moron...

Geez, a girl learns how to put up web pages and look what happens.
I’d like to know how many other web pages she has made about guys. This seems to be her MO.
I know this is nota very clever thing to say, but she is a fickle bitch and you’re better off without her, Satan.


–Gail
“Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place.” --John Cleese

Can’t say anything that hasn’t been already well said here, except CHICKENSHIT. XXX from me Heatherlee!

What a jerk.

I had the unfortunate experience of being on that Teeming Millions Detective Squad.

It’s genuine alright - at least, there IS a guy from Birmingham involved.

Satan, we’ve debated this over the last few days. I, very untypically, am lost for words at this stage.

Two things though:

  1. Curse the day you met this lying ass two timing whore, but also bless the day it was finally over - not matter how fucked up the circumstances.
  2. Have a few beers on me. I cannot repeat that recommendation enough :wink:
    And Heather, if you happen to be lurking:

You’re a VERY POOR excuse for a woman. Other than having a stinking snatch, I fail to see the comparison.
And, BTW, I’m sure if you weren’t holding your tits on that god-awful webpage of yours, they would be dangling around your knees.

Fucking cunt indeed.

Coldfire


“You know how complex women are”

  • Neil Peart, Rush (1993)

::shiver:: I just spent a dreary 15 minutes looking at her website. But before I go take a long, hot shower to try and wash the stench off, I’ve got to say I’m sorry you’re hurting so bad, Satan. I don’t know you, but you seem like one of the good guys. Chin up, and in a few months, you’ll be able to rest easy, knowing that both she and Matt (who appears to be a real jerk-off by what he wrote on her message board) have gotten just what they deserve. :slight_smile: :slight_smile: :slight_smile:

Let’s say Heather is reading this. Ok, here’s the deal: I bet $10 that she and Matt won’t last six months. (“Oh, yeah?” Heather says. “I’ll stay with him for at least seven months just to show him.”)

Now, you know what the funny thing is? She’ll begin, after a couple of months, to want to dump on Matt, but she won’t, not just yet, and she’ll be unsure whether she’s staying with him because she wants to, of if she’s staying just for spite.

She won’t know because she doesn’t have the capacity to really understand and feel love. She hasn’t the depth.

From now on, she’ll always wonder if she’s in love, or just trying to prove something.

That’s both amusing and sad.

When it rains it pours.

All I can say is, this sucks.

If ever you needed vindication of your claims she was immature, this is it. She clearly has no scruples whatsoever, which will lead to who-knows-what madness in her future.

You are well out of it, my friend. No doubts.

I’m with the conventional wisdom: you’re better off without her. In fact, Matt’s done you a major favor.

Of course that in no way makes it stop hurting. That’s just what the head knows; the heart tends to not think, just feel.

MajorMD has a great sig line that works right now, so I’m gonna steal it from her:

There’s another one for experience. Hang in there – this is her loss, not yours. Really. Honestly. Yeah, I know, but it is.

The Teeming Millions are as one voice on this – do you REALIZE what kind of a mir – er, excuse me, event – that is??

-Melin

Brian, this has obviously been going on behind your back for a while. I remember you once said that long distance relationships suck. For sure.
Ask yourself two questions:

1: Knowing Heather as you do, do you think she can make this guy happy?
2: Knowing Heather as you do, do you think this guy can make her happy?

Right. Now crack a beer, put your feet up and be grateful you got out in one piece.

Then move on.
You’ll be okay.

I feel a little odd responding to this, Brian, because our conversational paths have only crossed here a few times. But having read a lot of the posts by and about you and Heather, it seems like I know you a lot better than I actually do.

But, for whatever it’s worth, I’ve been in exactly the same position you’re in and know how scarring it can be. You are in no way a moron or even slightly “instinct” impaired. You were in a long-distance relationship and denied the time and proximity that would have given you all the clues you needed before you got in so deeply.

She is the total loser. People, male or female, who behave that way are their own worst enemies and punishment. She, at least now, is incapable of love, honesty, loyalty or even basic decency. Quick question: would you rather be you or her? You’ll heal up from the hurt and be able to go on to much better things. She’s trapped herself in a cycle of frustration, pain and emptiness.

Mixing mythology here, Satan, but think about Tantalus, condemned to thirst and yearn, with satisfaction always just a tiny bit out of reach. She’ll always come up empty because she isn’t capable, in herself, of earning what she so desperately wants.

You are.

Hang in, my un-met cyber friend. You are a strong, fine, funny, decent person and just had the luckiest damned escape of your life.

Veb

Hey Big S.

You ought to end this chapter of the saga, sharpen your pencil, turn the page and start anew. Hopefully, in the not too distant future, you’ll consider this as an intermezzo. From what I surmise, it’s all that it should be.

Please allow me to conclude this mix of artistic metaphors with one word which should have special resonance to you:

        :::coda:::

All the best to you.

-damn-

Satan, ol’ pal, I know we haven’t corresponded that much, but I’ve read enough of your posts to get to know you and feel concern for what you’re going through. It’s tough. You’re just a human being, dark lord or not, and susceptible to all the blinders that intense emotion can throw up. It can happen to anybody. (It does happen to almost everybody.) I bet even Einstein had a few clinkers in his love life.

Ride it out. Sooner or later, the anger wears off and you’ll thank God (or whomever) that it didn’t work out. You might even start to feel pity for that sad, confused, and ultimately unloved girl.

You get hurt. You heal. You learn. You get stronger. Life goes on, man.

We know each other not at all, Mr. Satan, so this is offered from deep left field, as you might say, but . . .

Clearly you’re no emotional neophyte or intellectual pauper. So WTF is the deal with the hair shirt and the ungodly public display of self-flagellation? Ye got Augustinian blood runnin’ in them veins son?

I could offer ya quotes and platitudes in quantity enough to cause the Board to groan and fall under the weight of received wisdom, but only ye know the depth of the truth, and sympathy is but insult in disguise.

So I’ll speak only this – faithless harridans are a ha’pence a pint mate, but yer dignity is all you’ll ever have. Don’t be givin’ that away.

Misneach (Courage), Satan.

         Dr. Watson.

Satan,
I visited her little site after reading your other thread a couple of days ago. (Before this new page was inserted).

I am not entirely sure why, but it gave me the creeps. I don’t know you, or her, but I agree with the general consensus that you are far better off without that psycho in your life.

Just from reading your posts, and hers, it is obvious that she was not in your league.

I am sorry for you if it hurts, but after the pain subsides, you will be clicking your heels and saying “Yippeee!! Glad I got outa that one unscathed!!”
:slight_smile: 'Smeggy

This thread should be called “Sympathy for the Devil”.

Given most female reactions to your portraits, Satan it’ll be a matter of hours before some hot babes start beating a path to your door.


Nothing I write about any person or group should be applied to a larger group.

  • Boris Badenov

Anyone not sure if her little Englishman thing has been going on for a while need only view the date on this entry in her message board:

*From England with love
Sunday, 26-Sep-1999 19:28:43

Message:
205.188.198.52 writes:

There is life beyond death, I know, and I know this too, Heather of Michigan, my love is stronger than death. My heart is welded to your heart, my soul is part of your soul! Were I still in death and you fighting for your life, I would come back from the abyss to aid you - aye, whether my spirit floated from the purple sails on the crystal sea of paradise, or writhed in the molten flames of Hell! I am yours, and all of the gods and all of their eternities shall not sever us! *



O p a l C a t
www.opalcat.com

Opal: Good LORD, That is lame! Looks like she got what she deserved!


You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.

Aw geez, what is this? Junior High? <bold> Heather loves <strike> Brian </strike> Matthew </bold> written on the bathroom door? For pete’s sake, Satan, quit pining over this sophomoric woman who’s so desperate for attention that she’d rather look like an freakin’ idiot than be (gasp) unnoticed!

And, while I’m dishing out advice, Satan, delete her website from your favorite places list NOW. It’s the cyber equivalent of calling her house and hanging up or driving by her house to see whose car is in the driveway. It’s beneath you. So stop it already.

Brian:

While I do sympathize with your pain, and I am absolutely stunned by this development, I think Lucky had it right.

However screwed up, immature, and ridiculous Heather is (and she is all of that in spades!) you have to look at your part in this. Not as a blame/guilt thing, but simply as a self-preservation issue. What was it in you that prompted you to get involved with this child in the first place? What kind of issues do YOU have that you could have convinced yourself that such a dumb kid was WORTHY of you? Weren’t you questioning in your own mind whaat the hell you were doing with this little girl?

You say you may never trust again, and that’s just silly, except for this: can you trust YOURSELF? You need to examine your own spirit to see what led you into this foolish alliance in the first place. Her childishness, insecuirty, romanitc fantasy world were all apparant from the start…why did you choose to ignore it?

In the end, cutie pie, it isn’t about her or all women, it’s about YOU.

And remember I think you’re da bomb.

(Once more: there is nothing tragic or heartbreaking about this turn of events. It is nothing less than perfectly hilarious. She is retarded and this “marriage”, should it actually come to pass, having been born of lies, deceit, and treachery, will be horrific. They will both get what they deserve from each other. And what’s with that guy that he would be stupid enough to ask this girl to marry him, knowing she was CHEATING on you??? Why would he think he was any different?

And what is it with her, anyway? Is she some kind of great lay? Thos are a dime a dozen, babe.)

In regards to the assertion above about marrying to stay in the USA after visa expiration: doesn’t work anymore–INS is enforcing the law, with an enthusiasm found just a few years ago.

To Brian: hang in there; some folks love to wait to break off a relationship until it hurts the most. My ex-wife waited until my birthday, oddly enough-November 20th, to walk out. She had an entire 3 months with me on deployment to do that, but no, had to wait until a “special day.” Apparently, Heather was looking for a “special way.”

She obviously ain’t special.

Again, hang in there.

Satan, I love ya. Now I don’t feel so bad about sending her the graphic e-greeting about hoping she gets a terrible case of diahrhea!