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MISS REBOUND

That ailment. The one that makes you bleed
allover, its incubation period is from 2 days to
30 days but personally i feel it can last for
eternity if you don't fight it.symptoms are
nausea,headache, night mares ,insomnia, loss of
breath.uncontrollable tears ,depression and
bleeding from the heart.tracy just contacted it .it
is in its window period so she doesnt know yet
but i can tell.she has gotten a disease called
heartbreak .

"He still loves his ex lizzy they are still good
friends but hopefully with time he will grow to
love me" it even sounds pathetic writing what
she said.
Poor girl if only she knew the weight of her
innocent words.my cute ebony black chubby
hadn't learnt a thing.she had always had bad
luck meeting the oddest men, ben d mamas boy,
kunle d player,shola d commitement phoby,chris
d arrogant freak but this? Rebound? Is another
new level.

david the sexy medical doctor that tracy had
Recently been going out with was a burden and
a relieve to us. A burden because despite the
fact that they rarely spent time together she
couldn't stop talking about how charming caring
and a gentleman he was to her so we had to be
at alert to keep this infatuated adult from sinking
too deep into love. A relieve because she was
happy yes he made her smile but not for
long.david was obsessed with his ex lizzy, a
pretty us schooled doctor whom he had courted
for a while till she decided to halt the romance.
He talked about her endlessly,still had her pics
and even used them as dp when his fantasies
needed expression.they were still very close
friends he claimed yet she broke his heart how
ironical.and tracy love struck believed.choosing
to be miss rebound

Here is the true pathology of a rebound
relationship.Its an emotional suicide mission.
Ever heard of the slogan "the hurting man
hurts"?true but he doesnt mean to.just like Ebola
a sick person runs to seek medical care from the
nearest available person, days later he isnt any
better but he ends up infecting the once healthy
person.This man is a player in disguise he was
hurt but he took a step of faith by asking you
out while dating he still fantasizes of the way
she kissed and other things.while you are on
your way in love he is still in love with
her ,possibly asking her to reconsider him.you
never notice that he doesn't talk all romantic
with you.he never tells you he loves you.he
thinks With time she might get jealous and run
back to him or he might forget her and fall in
love with his backup plan but yet keeps in touch
with her more than he does with his gf.its a
sadistic pathology and rarely has a happy
ending."

Hopefully it will be a good ending for tracy.he
might make positive steps by facing the reality
of severing his relationship with his ex from
"close"to friends for the sake of tracy,reassure
her that she has no reason to feel insecure and
actually give her better reasons apart from the
lack of interest on his ex part.but if that doesnt
happen? Then he needs time to get over her and
be capable of being in a healthy relationship with
someone he cares about and would not want to
hurt .if he doesnt know that? Girl ruuuun! Cos
the happy ending?they reconcile and run off into
the sunset and live happily ever after leaving an
innocent rebound girl hurting".so don't be miss
rebound

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