Thread by @JackalBruit

Let the #r #reach of thy birdie app do its magic

I once ghosted an ex that sought to reconnect

She had turned away from me 1st

But that justifies not my actions

Let $this OP & impending thread stand as my account of MY actions

_My Account

Her name shall remain Scarlette

Yet her scars were not her own

For they were afflicted from another

For she was no harlot
Nor deserved the blood letter she bore

Her father commanded naval vessels
& trusted in a true captain
& he entrusted to me ...

2 tools which may be used ...utilized... to defend my ( $meow || present ) household, as we soon anticipate a 3rd human arrival to join our current trio of furry kitty babies

Let us ret // return to the main thread of this tale ...

We, Scarlette & i,
Met @ a Bible conference
I was led there by a female pastor
And joined by a young cousin

She, Scarlette, manned the reception desk
Suppose we say she manned the secretarial post

My young bro-cuz (son of my mom's sis) wished to see her smile & laugh

Thus he wished to repeat a crass joke

But he was young

& shy

So i chose to speak upon his behalf

I shall elect to leave the joke off this record

Suffice it to say ...
It involved the 1st 3 ltrs of a particular common alphabet and then a prompt for the "user" to cough

Followed up with a punch to point out the "user" choked on something ...disgusting...

At least,
Disgusting in the eyes of some (approx half)

Bk to our main

I was content to let the interaction fall there

She, however, stepped up & marshaled a 2nd interaction thru daFapp

We continued speaking

We shared

We bonded

Then ...

After some time

As the summer closed,
& the autumn cool of fall approached

She asked for the permission to persue ...to chase... another

I let her go

But then,
As a boomerang,
She came bk

But ...

Scarlette was no longer the same in my eyes

She chose to leave my arms

My protection

My guidance

My story

So ...

As a princess's husband once spake ...
"As ye wish"

But

Regretfully

Instead of manning up

I cowered

I failed

I flopped

I ghosted the young maiden

Scarlette ...

Should $this threaded tale ever cross ur mind
ur eyes
ur ears ...

Plz know ... I failed u

Not the other way around

I bare the brunt of that burden for the remainder of my humanly hours

> Thee Jackal, aka Jax

PT ( PT := post thread)

Known by some as :
Ginger
Red
Son
Jack-i-son
J-man

As for me ...
Call me as u plz ( :

I answer to *almost* any name

PPT,

The events of the ^ $above tale occured within the span of the summer of an earthly 2015,

Following a speedy & painful exit of a ~5yr courtship

Some may say ...
Scarlette served as my rebound

As i neglected to accept the rest&relaxation of singlehood for a summer

Pastor @clouse_micah

How can u use my above /\ tale to better this inter-web we weave???