Let's see, anything to say about him?

He's lying, STD ridden filth. Can't have any future potential, and is doomed to suffer.

I don't genuinely think he's going to result in anything in life. Would he have, by now? I meet 22 year olds who are five years younger than him and actually have degrees, jobs that mean shit, successful relationships, marriage, kids, and he's got...... comic books.

A lot of them, a lot.

I had a feeling he didn't just lose those VCF gels, since eventually it kinda clicked yesterday, like....

Who... throws away a form of birth control, as a man who loves cream pies? Even if he didn't think we would fuck again, that'd be like tossing out condoms.

Ha!

I'm kinda glad that I had that epiphany, and he proved it to me recently. Hell, and to beg to fuck me raw the next morning after he had done what he did in secret? And his lame possessiveness and obsession with having me monogamous to him? It's actually so painfully cliche, and I'm really glad that my anxiety flair ups happened so often this week that it lead to me realizing that even if he had ever wanted to date me, and I hypothetically ever had desired to date his musty grimey ass, that he 100% would still be turned down. Since if my gut instinct would be to say "Yes! And on that note, let me go through your phone!", then it's a sign he's not the one, two, or three for me at all. He's not even the 118th man that should be in my life, nonetheless not the 119th or 120th. He's not even dead last. He never even made it to the list! Bitch just broke in!

How amusing, someone that I looked so forward to seeing and very openly had romantic feelings for, aspirations to date, and even some more casual romantic delusional fantasies in passing with was fucking some other whore raw. Nice! Wonderful. And it just makes the "Damn, he's not messaging much" moments of the past even more amusing, since he was probably doing that.

Awesome. And I genuinely mean it, too, since like when my ex revealed he was lying about his age of consent bullshit from before, it's a tangible permanent act strong enough to make me ever aspire to see them again!

I'm not saying I want him to die in a fire, but if he pulled a Zoolander and had a lit joint around a gasoline covered gas station as he was refilling his tank, I wouldn't really bat an eye at the consequences.

I would actively smile at the consequences. I would feel joy.

Let's see.... STD risks, pregnancy risk, an annoying waste of time, energy, he's mentally r*tarded, and he's short. (5 FT 10 doesn't look short on some people, but for that man? Very small.)

On the bright side, now I can be as cringe, unhinged, and celibate as I want, since I have no one to impress! I have zero aspirations to look good for a man, or even be nice to one, which is excellent. Excluding my date this week, but even that is more of a "Let's see if he's worth my time and energy" meeting that I may cancel.

All that being someone trustworthy who cared got me was an obsessive nonchalant man who absolutely wanted possession over me, but didn't even inherently like or hold real value or interest in my life. And that's fine, I already know I'm the shit regardless, but boy, have you ever seen a dude bitch and moan about how a woman he's not taking on dates, is going on dates with other men? Ever seen a man only gain interest in you when you're involved with other men?

What makes it funnier is........... Claudio and Diego never existed. Nope, they were real people who I just never hit it off with, but oh boy, did my ex-fuckbuddy get jealous and seethe at the idea of me seeing someone else. Finding out that I was fucking my actual other fuckbuddy was one of the only times he'd ask me on a date, aside from when I lied to fuck with his emotions. And it felt good! And if I could rewind time, I'd cuck him twelve times more.

I think he's cursed to repeat his mistakes and learn the hard way. Hell, he had my interest in him, and did the same thing he did to all of the women he 'loved' before; fucked a woman behind their backs.

Must feel bad, being a groomsman and never the groom. He'd probably be almost 3 years into a relationship with his last ex he 'loved', if he didn't cheat. That's a little funny, isn't it? Like lord, he treats the women he's dated like they're his fucking enemies! Brags about how he terrorized his very first ex girlfriend, finds a way to fuck up any dynamic he's had with a woman, and spends most of his time getting rejected by bots on Reddit. That's so fucking funny that I don't even need any more witty nicknames or one-liners for him, his name alone is a joke in my friend groups: hell, it's even an adjective and a verb at times. "Are you gonna pull a Morgan on me?" "Don't be a fucking Morgan about it." "You're Morgan-ing me around."

A lame ass, pussy ass bitch. Fuck. That.

I've seen how he treats the women he 'loves', and even I knew that if I ever dated him, even playfully and just to try things out, it'd have the same end result as the others. Morgan's not cursed. He is a curse. And I hope every woman in his life leaves him behind quicker than any woman ever did, no matter how strong of a bond. I hope he lives to be 63 just to still be abandoned by every woman in his life. They all see how pathetic he is, always. Not even lying hides it, ever.

I hope the next time he stubs his foot, he thinks of me when it happens. I hope the next time he almost slips in the shower, next time he goes on a hike, and next time he eats his shitty generic run of the mill tacos, he thinks of me wishing bad on him and how I'm yet another woman he's lost.

Like he deserves.

A walking STD risk, a man who's damaged beyond repair and no one wants, not even his own fucking family can stand his r*tarded ass, how pathetic, and a man who will never actually be able to feel love for someone else, not even himself. Do you think a man that loves himself would fill the void he caused for himself with sex? From random women, including me? Do you think a man who loves himself gets BatMan and cartoon bee tattoos and risks STDs because he thinks raw sex is gonna fix his intense self loathing, lack of genuine life connections, and aimless life path without any real affection held?

The type of man who uses selfies from when he was 23 and fit, and fake dick pics, to reel women in, I'm supposed to believe has any care for himself remotely and entirely?

That's the type of man who would kill himself.

They're gonna keep at this until they're 45. No real job, no real money, no trust in other people, no wife, no kids. Just.... old, horny, and perverted, fated to be one of the ignored men on a female redditor's message requests tab. A loser, and I will laugh.

Why? Since I actually do the work on myself. I can go "I saw Morgan regardless of his flaws due to my own previous anxious attachment codependency issues and my sex drive, plus just as a coping mechanism to fill the void, get occasionally out the house, and of course feel something intense in my otherwise boring life".

Then I realized that I like being alone, that he's not that interesting, and that someone greeting me "Good morning! Have a nice day!", or that trying a new food for cheap and meeting the owners of said restaurant, or smiling at someone in my neighborhood, brings me more positive bliss and joy than he positively could.

I hope Morgan has sweet dreams of being with his ex that are so vivid of them getting married and having a beautiful and exciting life together, and any single time that he wakes up, he's hit with chest caving amounts of existential dread and can barely get out of bed even to go to work. Because fuck him.

And I pray that any time he needs to find a cool meme or a group photo, or any nice memory from the past two years, that he has to scroll past all the photos that his ex has with him, and worst of all, I hope his phone freezes right as he tries to scroll past those photos. So that he's forced to linger on them, and cry like a bitch, because his actions finally had consequences.

Edit: funny enough, I also kinda suspected that from him most of the time I knew him. It was already suspected, and I'm glad that I got proof during his pathetic anger spat (he was mad at a failed gaslighting attempt) to really seal the deal that no matter what, even with his best attempts to convince people, at his core, he's just a rotten person. You can't really fix someone who gets joy from their own secrecy and lack of morality. I'd ditch that green and white necklace of his since he's already fated to Hell, alright.