It's time to move on

Kiss. I think it's

time to move on from this whole Australian

guy thing. The past week or so, I've just

been obsessing over it, thinking about it,

and it's driving me a little bit crazy. I

had all of these questions that I wanted

to ask her about him and about their

relationship, and I was, I was scared to

ask her because every time I brought the

subject up, she would get really defensive

and then she would get upset and And then

she would get angry, and then we would

just start having another argument about

it, and I didn't want to argue about it

anymore. So I tried to forget about it. I

tried to not say anything about it, but

it's been eating me up inside, and I just—

I really needed to talk about it. So a few

nights ago, me and my girlfriend had a

really long, calm, nice conversation

where I got to ask her all the questions I

wanted to ask her about the Australian

guy. And neither of us got angry or upset.

We didn't argue about it. We just had a

nice civil conversation about it. And it

really helped me. I really needed this

because my imagination was running wild

and I needed to know the answers to these

questions I had. And even though I didn't

like some of the, the answers to

these questions, I felt so much better

after asking and then hearing what she had

to say. It's so much better knowing the

truth than not knowing and then being

controlled by your imagination. I asked

her a lot of weird personal questions

about their relationship, like, where did

you used to have sex? Did you go to his

place? Did you use condoms? When was the

last time you hooked up? I felt like I was

giving her some kind of interrogation,

and I asked her every single question that

I wanted to ask her. And I didn't like the

answers to most of these questions. I

mean, what can you expect when you start

asking your girlfriend about, about her

past relationships in such detail. But for

some reason, after hearing the answers to

these questions, I just felt so much

better. I felt like my mind was put to

ease. And honestly speaking, right now I

feel great. I don't even care about the

Australian guy anymore, and I feel kind of

silly that I got so upset about it. There

was one question that I really wanted to

ask her, and I kind of already knew the

answer because he seems like the kind of

person who would do something like that.

And I asked her, did he take videos of you

two having sex when you had sex? And

unfortunately, the answer was yes. She

said he did take videos of them having

sex. Now, I don't know if he just took one

video or if he took a video every single

time. I didn't ask her that. And I guess

it's pretty normal for a guy to want to

take videos of himself having sex. I mean,

even I've done it, so I can't really

criticize him about it. Otherwise, I'd be

a huge hypocrite. The idea of another guy

having sex with my girlfriend is weird,

but the idea that a video exists out there

of my girlfriend having sex with another

guy is even weirder, and I'm not sure if I

would want to see that video. Now, this is

another thing that I'm kind of worried

about. I don't know if the Australian guy

knows my YouTube channel. My girlfriend

told him that I do YouTube, and he did ask

her to tell him what my YouTube channel

was, but she said no. He watches David

Bond, and I don't know if he's a huge fan

of David Bond, But he might have seen the

video where I appear in one of David

Bond's videos because David Bond came to

Japan and we met up and we took a few

videos together. And I'm not sure if he

checked out my channel and if he saw a

video of me talking about the Australian

guy, I think he would be able to put 2 and

2 together and realize, figure out that

I'm talking about him. It would be pretty

awkward if he was secretly watching my

channel and secretly watching me talk

about him and my girlfriend or his ex-sex

friend. But it would be even weirder if he

found my Gmail address, which I have

displayed on my channel about page, and I

get kind of worried that he's going to

send me a video or show me one of his sex

videos that he took with my girlfriend. I

don't really know if this guy is a decent

person or not. I don't know if he's some

kind of messed up, sex-addicted weirdo who

would get some kind of satisfaction from

sending me videos of him having sex with

my girlfriend. After reading the messages

that he was sending to my girlfriend, I

don't have a good impression of him. And I

said to her, I said, the way he spoke to

you was really rude and vulgar, and he

just spoke to you like you were some kind

of sex object. I'm pretty sure that a

native English-speaking woman would be

upset or angry if a guy spoke to her like

that. But my girlfriend said she had no

idea. She said she could understand what

he was saying, but she couldn't tell if he

was being rude or not. She said that she

told him to delete the videos, but I'm

pretty sure he hasn't. I bet he has them

all saved on his phone and he watches them

every day, and then he masturbates whilst

watching them. I also asked her another

question which was kind of messed up. I

asked her, did you ever bring him back

here to this apartment to have sex? And at

first she tries to lie about it. She said

no, and I could kind of tell that she was

lying. And I said to her, you don't need

to lie. You can just tell me. It's okay.

And then she said, okay, I did bring him

back here once. And I said, only once?

Are you sure about that? And she said yes,

because she only moved into this place a

few months before she met me. Um, yeah,

it's kind of weird that this very

bed that I'm sitting on right now was

the same bed that the Australian guy had

sex with my girlfriend in. And, uh,

yeah, it's weird that he was lying here on

this very bed completely naked with my

girlfriend. But, um, you know, it was

before they met me, it was before she met

me, and you can't really do what they've—

You get a white one, green ones, brown

ones, you even get pink ones sometimes,

and they're basically just prawn crackers,

and they, um, they taste pretty good.

It's really strange because when my

girlfriend talks about her ex-husband who

was a Japanese guy, I don't feel anything.

I don't feel jealous, I don't feel upset.

But when it comes to the Australian guy,

I just feel so insecure and worried when,

when I think about him, when I hear my

girlfriend talk about him. Maybe it's

because he's this big, white,

muscular rugby player. I'm pretty sure

that if the Australian guy was a Japanese

guy, then I wouldn't really care about it.

I don't think I'd get this upset about it.

If he was a black guy, I think I'd get

even more upset. It's really strange how

the race of the guy seems to affect my

emotions. Does that mean I'm racist?

I really hope I'm not racist. Anyway,

I want to move on from this. I want to put

this behind me. I've made 2 videos about

it. I've rambled on about it for about 6

hours during a livestream. I've talked

about it to lots of people in private

messages, and I just— I feel

mentally exhausted because of the whole

thing. And, um, After asking all

those questions to my girlfriend and

listening to the answers, I feel like I

can finally get closure on the whole

subject. And, um, I think this is going to

be my last video talking about the

Australian guy, hopefully, unless he sends

me a weird video of him with my

girlfriend. Please don't send me that

video. I know you're tempted to. Look at

this. This is another irritating thing

about Japan. They individually wrap

everything. Look, in this, in this plastic

bag of cakes, each and every single cake

is wrapped in plastic. Is it really

necessary to wrap everything? Even these

pizzas, every single pizza is

individually wrapped in plastic, and it

just, it gets really frustrating

sometimes.

Wilson, no, don't leave me, Wilson.

Is it gonna float? It floats! It's

magical.

Look, it's floating. It's floating

like, like a, like a little boat. Made out

of wood. Look at it go.