<font color="red"><b>Disclaimer: This blog is long and somewhat boring/depressing. Read along at your own discretion.</b></font>
All good things must come to an end eventually. People, unfortunately, die, and we are left to mourn them. Love comes and goes, and even when we feel we have found "the one," it is very possible that we could end up getting hurt in the end. All depressing thoughts aside, I'll get to the point of this. That girl that I've been losing my mind over? You know, the one that wouldn't talk to me for months, then randomly talk to me over AIM and MySpace? Yeah. No more. She told me the other day… that there's some other guy… telling me how they'd held hands, and there was some weird like/love relationship with him, and she loves being around him… you know, all the shit that would just tear the soul out of a man. I can't really explain how I felt at first. It was an intense mixture of anger, rejection, and jealousy. I honestly started pacing around my house, a million thoughts running through my mind, my head about to explode. I kinda wanted to die. It just hurt me. Having invested all that time and energy into her, getting her to become fond of me, and actually mustering up the courage to ask her out. Do you have any idea how much that took out of me? Does she? I'll admit - I'm a coward when it comes to that kind of thing. But I made myself do it. I told myself, "It's time to be a man, step up, and take hold of your life. You want something? Go get it." I haven't forgotten that day, either, when I asked her. I remember following her from a distance, repeating what I was going to say to her over and over in my head. When I finally got to her though, I completely forgot it, and just kinda forced the words out of my mouth. Her reaction was priceless; til the day I die, I may never forget her face or how it turned red as she laughed nervously, how her eyes just lit up… *sigh* And now when I think of her, being whisked away by some other guy, it drives me insane. I guess this is kinda what it feels like to be cheated on, something I hope I will never actually experience. But I need to let go, once and for all. And so, basically, the point of this blog is to recognise that another long chapter of my life has ended. I'm moving on. Hope I've somehow inspired my fellow 64Ders. Keep hope alive.-Mike
Well I guess I will be nice for once, seeing as your soul has been shattered and its no fun to torment people who are already tormented. So anywhoo, that happened to me once, but after a while I though, "wait, why should I care about this, its time to move on" So now Im against love because it has a 99% failure rate and for partying like a rockstar because its awesome.
So yeah, look for love later, 99% of high school relationships fail.Hope this helped…as you said, people that feel like "the one" usually aren't correct? so wait. if she ends up breaking up with him, don't jump to her. That means she's unreliable and tosses around feelings too much. Trust me, I found that out the hard way.
Hi.
Sorry about that, man.
If you wouldn't want to spend the rest of your life with someone, don't even start it. It'll save you a lot of grief.
And that is why I'm not exactly interested in relationships.
Eh, I've had that happen. Only the case was that she loved me like a brother, and I thought there was another reason for it. And this was two years ago. And shit, I still think about it. But yeah, this is kind of a reason why I've really been avoiding relationships for now. Only way I'll do that sort of thing is let THEM ask ME out, because that normally means the girl won't be the one breaking up with you. At least, I think… Aw shit, bottom line is, love is a luck affair, it's all about luck and wether or not the girl actually loves you.
@Van: Not really. My last girl was the one who asked me out…And just look at my blogs.