From the time you meet someone, their actions and interactions with you impact how you view that person. It can be one night, a week, month, several, a year, etc. that you spend with them, and either that relationship grows, stagnates, or dies. My relationship involving a few people grew rather rapidly. It was good, great, awesome relationship. Which then abruptly ended when false allegations were launched against me. By false, I mean completely fictional and not based on anything real, outside of someone's imagination.
I am Insanislupus, and I am half-beast, the missing link between man and wolf. I am rightfully viewed as the purveyor of manliness, so I don't blame people when they continue to harbor secret desires. However, completely making something up that has no basis in reality, spreading it around to try and get back at me for exposing you as a fraud, and actually getting a handful of people to think less of me, or stop talking to me altogether. Those people can fuck off.
Last paragraph, I promise. So when this lying, manipulative whore who acted like I was all over her, or whatever bullshit she said, was caught screwing around behind her boyfriend's back, the truth was finally revealed and all charges were dropped against me. Well, at least in some people's eyes, and that's what matters most. Those who stopped talking to me have yet to rebuild that bridge, which more or less means they feel completely stupid for taking the wrong side, and should.
I lied. This is the last paragraph.