Refusing to be a beta orbiter - your stories?

[averagehero1]

So yeah, got with a Polish chick - she was stunning, easily a 9. Intelligent, good conversationalist, the works. If I'm honest, she's easily in the top 5 that I've bedded. A few things she said or did indicated a possible red flag - most pics on FB were of her only (never with any of her suitors I mean), she had FLOCKS of beta orbiters on FB, most attention she seemed to be getting was male with no 'core group' of female friends that most 'stable' women have.

Anyhow, I banged her a few times, all was going well so decided to invite her to a wedding in Italy that I was going to. I'm generally a positive person so asked without any playing of games. She gave a weak ass excuse and since then has been in contact but subtly shirking any meet-ups.

My verdict - she's an AW. Particular proof is the amount of orbiters on FB.

So I have dropped her (tough cause she is FINE) but I refuse to be an orbiter for her. No 'liking' of crap on FB, no texts or calls - she knows where I am if she wants another bang.

With this being said, do you have any orbiter stories to share? How did you refuse to be an orbiter? Were you ever one?

Cheers

 

[GS750]

I don't use social media. As for me, the few times in my life that I got the gut feeling that a girl is just using me for attention, I stopped talking to her. If I've asked her out twice and she's given me the run around, I stop talking to her. No argument or asking her what the deal is. I just cut contact. I always trust my gut. I'd rather not be in her life at all than be an orbiter.

 

[Infern0]

I was one back in the day but I didn't really know I was one.

It was a classic girl with a boyfriend who wasn't happy with him deal.

In hindsight she was looking to monkey branch but I was complete clueless afc so ended up friend zoned. Quite a few times she was going to leave him and these were at the times I'd pretty much give up but then I'd get wind that she "might be mine" and go full retard overpersue mode and she'd get turned off the idea. I didn't have any game, total clueless afc

It sucks, never again.

 

[BrainDamage92]

When I was 13 I was in love with a girl from school and so deep in the friendzone there was no getting out

I learned my lesson back then. Im nobody's dog. **** that **** ;]. Feeling are feelings, nothing wrong, but the most important thing is to keep your integrity and not be someone's little ***** on a leash.

 

[VladPatton]

So yeah, got with a Polish chick - she was stunning, easily a 9. Intelligent, good conversationalist, the works. If I'm honest, she's easily in the top 5 that I've bedded. A few things she said or did indicated a possible red flag - most pics on FB were of her only (never with any of her suitors I mean), she had FLOCKS of beta orbiters on FB, most attention she seemed to be getting was male with no 'core group' of female friends that most 'stable' women have.

Anyhow, I banged her a few times, all was going well so decided to invite her to a wedding in Italy that I was going to. I'm generally a positive person so asked without any playing of games. She gave a weak ass excuse and since then has been in contact but subtly shirking any meet-ups.

My verdict - she's an AW. Particular proof is the amount of orbiters on FB.

So I have dropped her (tough cause she is FINE) but I refuse to be an orbiter for her. No 'liking' of crap on FB, no texts or calls - she knows where I am if she wants another bang.

With this being said, do you have any orbiter stories to share? How did you refuse to be an orbiter? Were you ever one?

Cheers

I wouldn't of dropped her, but kept her as a FWB, that's all you can do with that type of chick.

I've learned my lessons while growing up in my 20's with the whole orbiting thing. It does less than zero for you. So now, when I don't play the orbiter game, those bıtches disappear without a trace. Proof right there that all they wanted from you was your attention or whatever service you can supply them with.

I believe social media is where it is today because of how easy girls can get these orbiters. Click click, got one, tap tap, there's another, and these motherfückers eat that shıt up, like thirsty, sex-starved fiends while these girls are made to feel like rock stars. If you complain about smoke, stop lighting the fire.