So, this dude rolls up, we meet, take a stroll, everything’s chill, and I’m already thinking, “Yeah, I might just give him a shot.” But then, out of nowhere, this guy drops a bomb—he says I remind him of Xena, the Warrior Queen, or more like the actress who played her. And get this, he admits he had a raging hard-on for her as a kid and now he’s projecting that fantasy onto me. Like, what the actual fuck? That creeped me out big time, so now I’m straight-up ghosting his ass.

😢—Screw it, whatever.
🌭—Don’t shatter the poor guy’s wet dream, just bang him already.
#weirdvibes #creepyguys #ghosting #fantasydrama

My buddy borrowed 15 grand, swearing he’d pay me back “by Friday.” A week drags by, then another. He’s not ghosting me entirely, still picks up the phone, but it’s always the same bullshit: “Just wait, man, I’ll get it soon.” Now I’m torn—should I put the screws to him, or keep the peace? Hell, I could easily snag a microloan in his name with just a snap of his passport.

👍 - Screw it, take the loan, this asshole ain’t paying shit back.
😢 - Cut him some slack, at least he hasn’t vanished.
#deadbeat #moneytrouble #loandrama #friendshipfail

Hey, Shame Central! I’m 28, a well-read, classy chick with all the domestic skills in the bag. Life’s a bitch, though—never been in a relationship, let alone gotten laid. So, I met this dude my age, we hung out a couple of times, just casual strolls. Then I jetted off for a vacay. We kept the convo alive via texts, everything seemed chill, plans to meet up again were brewing. He even dropped the “I like you” bomb. But the second I’m back home, this guy starts dodging me like I’m the plague, ghosting hard. Finally, he begrudgingly admits I’m only “kinda” his type because my wardrobe is too “strict” and I didn’t wear a damn dress on our meetups—never mind the weather was absolute crap for skirts.

So, I’m throwing this at the dudes of Shame Central: What the hell matters more in a woman?

😐 - Her fashion game, the outer shell (which can switch up depending on the vibe)
👍 - The real deal, her inner world (the juicy stuff inside)

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Admin: Hold up, a virgin at 28? Drop your location, babe, I’m curious as fuck where you’re hiding.
#datingdrama #stylevs substance #virginat28 #realshit

P25. Handed my car over to a buddy. Just for a quick errand—full trust, we’ve been tight since we were snot-nosed kids. A couple of hours tick by, then my phone blows up: “Bro, I’m freaking out, had a little smash-up, but I’ll handle it, don’t sweat.”

Alright, shit happens, I think. But then the ugly truth spills out—he slammed into someone else’s ride and bolted from the scene like a coward. And guess what? The car’s registered under my name. So, I’m the one on the hook for this disaster.

Cops are already sniffing around, got my number, and now this asshole is ghosting me with some pathetic excuses: “Chill, man, it’s no biggie. Worst case, they’ll slap you with a fine. Or, hey, insurance will cover it.”

Insurance? Yeah, right. Not when you flee the scene like a punk. Cameras caught every damn second of it.

I try to keep it cool, lay it out straight: “Let’s split the damage, man. You fucked up, not me!”

But this jerk just shrugs it off: “Bro, I’m broke as hell right now. Gimme a couple months…”

What the hell do I do?

😢 - Screw it, cut him off for good.
👍 - Drop a report on his sorry ass.
#backstabber #carwreck #trustissues #legaltrouble

I was shacked up with this chick, splitting rent on a dumpy apartment. Then she bailed, and guess what? Turns out the sneaky little liar hadn’t paid her share for six damn months, just ghosting the landlord’s messages like a pro. And here I was, dumb as hell, wiring her the cash every time.

Now the landlord’s breathing down my neck for the debt, and it’s a whopping 200k. Screw me, right?

😢- Fork over the cash and erase that girl from memory
😐- Pay up, but send some muscle to teach her a lesson
#betrayal #debtcrisis #revenge #screwed