My name is Terry Gene Bollea. I’m a 27 year-old professional wrestler. I met this womyn on Tinder about two months ago, a few days after I’d moved from Toronto to San Diego. We’d been chatting for all of a day, and we agreed to meet at a bar in downtown San Diego. We were just going to play RapeLay and have some drinks. It was very short notice. We didn’t even exchange phone numbers.

She showed up at the bar, and she was a total trainwreck. Like, Lindsey Lohan levels of absurd. I could tell she was strung out on meth. Her panel was parked outside. This womyn looked wild.

So we had a couple of drinks, and played a bit of RapeLay. A couple things came up as we were getting to know each other. I was probing a bit because I knew she was from Texas, and I wanted to find out if she was a Feminist, or a bad person. (The two are basically one and the same.) It turned out she thought Feminism was cancer. We disagreed on gun control, because she doesn't like her potential victims being capable of self-defense. San Diego is in Californa, so there are a lot of these types of degenerates around.

But the night progressed. We went out to some other bars, had some more drinks, she date raped me. Just plunged the old modern-lover pills right in my drink.

I woke up with a start hours later, I could feel a breeze between my ass cheeks and it stung a little. I realized she had torn my anus and I was most likely bleeding out. At some point I got up and sauntered over to her bookcase, because I wanted to see what she was into. I saw a few photos, and then a book of child-smut that I love. But then, right beside it, I saw her Dell laptop. I opened it up and went to her Internet Explorer (Alarm bells ringing here tbqh fam), and browsed her history. She had posts, days and days of posts on Drama, every single one more degenerate than the last. That's when she walked into the room and I went 'tbh fam the fuck is wrong with you also did you tear the edges of my sphincter?'

And she responded, “Child Porn is an art form. Also yes, turns out you're not only a standard virgin but also an anal virgin. You couldn't handle the strap on."

Meanwhile I’m bleeding out and starting to get scared, and I point this out and she responds “The blood makes a good lube, I'm raring for a second go"

I wasn’t there to argue, and I felt deeply uncomfortable. After barely surviving the second ride she took me on, I took an ambulance to the hospital and I thought I was done with her. The next day she messaged me on Tinder. He said, “Hope you’re still not upset over your anus LOL.” I explained that it’s hard for me to remain attracted to someone whose degeneracy outpaces even mine, and who believes that Child Porn is merely art instead of a way of life—which sucked, because the sex was amazing. She was right by the way, blood makes a great natural lubricant.

Then she said, “Not accepting other people’s beliefs is the definition of bigotry.”

So apparently it was my fault.

She sent me a “hey” message a week later, which I never replied to.

I couldn’t do it again. It feels taboo to sleep with a Drama user. But here’s the thing: I’ve slept with precisely 0 people in my life. This womyn ranked in the top one. I thought maybe I’d try her again one night at 3 a.m., when I was drugged up enough to overlook the natural disaster that was her face. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

So I'm sorry /u/pol__invictus__risen but I can't keep seeing you