>>18402769Anon imagine you meet a woman and have a fast moving relationship with her. You fall deeply in love and you have the best sex of your life. It's all going so well that you tell as your friends about her, how amazing everything is, and that you're even thinking of marrying her. Then as soon as you're done telling them she ghosts you. No calls. No texts. She just disappears. Until a few weeks later you're at your favorite place you used to hang out and you see her there with a new man she's met who's already put a ring on her finger. You try and stomach it and make sense of it all, but the whiplash is just far too much and your mind is completely and utterly fucked by it. You feel sick when you realize now you have to backtrack everything you just bragged to all your friends about. You have to pretend you never loved her. You have to try and forget about the sex like any other woman will ever do for you what she did for you. In the end it's more than you can handle and you spiral into a maddening seethe of raging hate. That woman is Blake Monroe. The hypothetical man is every AEWtist who thrilled and raved about the Hollywood Ending and has been left a bitter mess ever since she left them
