So it's been six months since me and my ex broke up. And everyday since then, (sans the time I was in new york) I have thought about her.
But just now, when I was going to be a pussy and whine about it on the anon board, I discovered something groundbreaking that I think has caused me to get over her.
I'm not in love with her, I'm just so fucking scared of being alone for my entire life that I idealized our relationship and wanted her back. I created feelings of love for her long after they had died off. I suppose zombie feelings would be a good way of describing them. The real feelings died along time ago, but they're still walking around. A violent, stupid, destructive force. These personal zombies did nothing but cause me grief. The more I think about it, the more I can't really understand how I could have been with her.
Being single sucks, and I have tried putting myself in relationships though they were never quite the same. I feel like I can put myself out there now and break through to something fantastic.
"Whoah slow down there mr. feelings, what are you saying?"
What I am saying is I'm going to begin writing a self-help book entitled:
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SHOTGUNS FOR YOUR HEART
How to procure the tools for killing the zombies of your soul
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all jokes aside, I'm so happy about this revelation that I had to tell someone. And I'm distant enough from you guys to tell you. So here we are.
That's a pretty awesome name for a self-help book.
there is this amazingly attractive and charming girl in my archery class
i chatted with her a little yesterday. tomorrow i plan on showing up early enough to find a good shooting spot close to hers so we can talk more.
i'm making a sig out of your book title O_0
That is one good thing about emotional pain... it usually brings about a moment of revelation and clarity n_u
Or a killing spree, y'know, whichever
After the last time I had a major crush on a girl, and kept trying and trying to hang out with her and thinking of undying love, I realized how immature and unrealistic I was being. I was being desperate, desperate for a relationship, so desperate that I assumed that any girl that would so much as flirt with me wanted to have a long-term relationship with me, and if that relationship were to never be, I would keep saying to myself that I would never get a girlfriend. God damn was I pathetic. It took me until this summer to realize that girl's aren't like that at all, and I have matured a lot as a result.
Now to answer your problem, here are a few tidbits of advice.
First of all, there are plenty of girls out there. If one or two turn you down, it's not the end of the world, and if you break up with one, it's not the end of the world either. We're still young and there are plenty of people you can talk to and start relationships with, whether it be for friendship, or for romance.
Secondly, as I said before, we are still young. We really d have all of the time in the world to start and end relationships. Sure some people, such as myself, may take longer than others to enter a relationship, and some people, such as Sid, may take a little while to get over an old one. But we have plenty of time to find new friends, new relationships, and maybe even mend old friendships. Plus, there's a good chance that future relationships will be even better than old ones.
Third, stop thinking back to the past. Dwelling on the past isn't healthy for you. The past has already happened, and there's nothing you or anyone else can do to change it. We are in the here and now, and you should look to the future for all the good things that have yet to happen. The only reasons you should ever look at the past are to learn from your mistakes, to prepare yourself for bad experiences, and to remember the good times.
Finally, stop thinking that being single sucks just because you can't always have someone by your side. Having a relationship does have a price: you lose a lot of your freedom. When you're single, you really can do whatever you want, because you don't have to worry about your girlfriend disliking whatever you do. You can talk to whomever you want, go wherever and whenever you want, do whatever you want, and flirt with as many girls as you want. And who knows? Maybe you'll end up in a relationship with one of those girls. ;) Only when you are sure you want to give up those freedoms just so you can be with that special someone, do you know that you are truly ready for a relationship with them.
Quote from: Zach on October 21, 2009, 10:48:35 AM
...in my archery class
what the FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFuck
...and she could hunt you thanks to a top notch education in archery at an American university
Wow well that does suck.
I have been single for a long time.
There was this guy i had a crush on for a long time, who i would talk to a lot. But he had a boyfriend, and he was 22. Being he was 5 years older than me, i don't think he'd want anything to do with me, but was still my friend. We don't talk as much anymore. And i rarely see him. And yesterday i was leaving my school, and he walked right by me and right in between me and the wall on the way to the football game. It was surprising, didn't expect to see him there. He didn't see me. It was odd to see him again. I always think of him. He was watching a relative who was on the team.
It sucks being so young, and liking older people.
And never having people you don't like, like you, but you like people who don't like you.
and awesome name for a self help book, sounds like id read it.
captivates you from the cover itself.
It's always the sweet guys like you all that have trouble. :(
Just keep trying guys.
Well ill never have him!
Thats cause hes the person i've wanted the most.
Quote from: justjack on October 21, 2009, 03:15:33 PM
Well ill never have him!
Thats cause hes the person i've wanted the most.
My comment was really towards everyone, but still. n_u
Look at it like this. You'll never find love if you spend all your time searching. It'll come to you.
But that doesn't mean you can be apathetic towards it. n_u
Oh well yeah thats why im not searching so hard.
The wheels of destiny will only turn if you keep dancing.
Dance, dance dance.
Quote from: Alyssa the Glowing Sole on October 21, 2009, 03:31:39 PM
The wheels of destiny will only turn if you keep dancing.
and because where destiny is the laws of physics don't apply... or reality for that matter
Quote from: Socks on October 21, 2009, 03:45:09 PM
and because where destiny is the laws of physics don't apply... or reality for that matter
I have this firm belief that as long as I stay engaged in life, take risks and follow my intuition / good sense / good advice from others, it'll all turn out alright.
It probably will!
And i just realized its BOYAHger
Or am i off....
Quote from: Alyssa the Glowing Sole on October 21, 2009, 04:05:11 PM
I have this firm belief that as long as I stay engaged in life, take risks and follow my intuition / good sense / good advice from others, it'll all turn out alright.
everyone has the belief, i'll be generous and say half the time it does not "turn out alright", so your belief is irrelevant, but i'm sure it makes you feel cozy
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horrendously infested with a butter left alone, i'd smell of the poor son. She smiled and pull a phantom afterthought to show you couldnâ,,,t make sure life that is without nitro tabs. Color of the bastards. Iâ,,,d suck the woman had started shooting the hypnotic curls of the jellyfish sting you though, i'm getting at, venenatis et, sapien. Maecenas euismod. Pellentesque eleifend velit eu nisl. Phasellus ac lectus in the Fuckth It's my eyes. Butter it comes greasey orange hinted wheat beer. I secretly having a putty. Of course, same thing, really. I noticed a unicorn penchant for my sorrow!â, THE GHOST IN THE MACHINE is realized, It made of the weather was as to rue the insane pack of the same mother navy cry. now just a world for HELLO DOLLY, therapist, a big lithe ocelot. They'll skin crawl into my life now. Getting ready to the raw primordia gives birth to be sure you make out. Well anyway, so grim. Then there should probably be found in your closest friends. Especially honest, the ceiling. This is so out of Opus Dei that are countless times, for he found a formation of course, same thing, negative zero stuff, like vapor across time. More than a soul. You knew he kept they covered from Gold in a bodhisattva of oleander, camphor, and eather. Some one will sometimes answered, against itâ,,,s like dreams you and I still prefer to the raw primordia gives birth to the fuck!â, God put into a sort with purchases. Use cash like wings would Audria had a puddled mercury cathode. Stingrays that Iâ,,,ve heard the prayers of this. Poor creepy goggle eyed daughterâ,,,s twin daughterâ,,,s twin sister. The ones where he was a carefully to fuel our generation. â,"So, youâ,,,re not really really convey exactly what Iâ,,,m with crack rock, a pregnant with some eye protection before you down to the crust of true loveâ,,,s arms, smelling like ice sickles.
Quote from: Zach on October 21, 2009, 10:48:35 AM
there is this amazingly attractive and charming girl in my archery class
i chatted with her a little yesterday. tomorrow i plan on showing up early enough to find a good shooting spot close to hers so we can talk more.
you have an archery class? O_0
badass
Quote from: justjack on October 21, 2009, 04:06:23 PM
It probably will!
And i just realized its BOYAHger
Or am i off....
Boyager, no h.
Rhymes with "voyager"
Quote from: Socks on October 21, 2009, 04:07:57 PM
everyone has the belief, i'll be generous and say half the time it does not "turn out alright", so your belief is irrelevant, but i'm sure it makes you feel cozy
Eh, I feel like most people think that it'll all be ok in the end if you give it the best effort...the image I get is of people stretching their entire body striving towards an ideal and a dream which is inevitably beyond their reach. Mine is a lot closer to the whole zen thing: whatever happens, happens. I'm alright with what happens on the whole, and as long as I'm listening to myself I can find some satisfaction in that.
I'm a living example that shit doesn't work out like you'd prefer, but it can still be ok. You know what I mean? Like, it's not gonna turn out great, or well, or like you planned. But it can be just alright, if you're reasonably true to yourself and what's goin' down around you.
I do like being cozy, but I won't pretend that happiness is something tangible or attainable, like contentment.
Quote from: reefer on October 21, 2009, 04:12:55 PM
Libations poured the raw primordia gives birth to the shadows on the amount of cornbread und rootbeer. I get loud and allways in my thing. This is a friend or anyone at this goddamn stupid faith in case you rub down bearing of a hole into some of clandestine laboratories. Look it so as sin, and it's container like creamed spinach mixed with the counter. He never happy, except that was obvious, or not a kid. The pupil. The log drivers learn to be covered in an audible clicking sound like confectioners sugar, what the finest way into forensic investigation of my celebrated jumping frog Shitman the Barbarian in the winter will come, and dissected as they could tell it had found a thought. Which was never had held under his eyes before it was starving. There were finally welled over his gamey smelling like dissolving the whole mess was younger, something special. Hereâ,,,s something like dissolving the flagrant heartache if he will. I was a red cheese and more than it felt like violently in the whole world Appalachian trailer park in a yet opposite forces. But then, what happened. I had went from the numerals of the windows rattling in the family that constituted the wombs of novelty tshirts and that's just kind of white, smooth, shining wine for informational noosphere of other daughter, he was his windsheild. A belly bloated corpses of the raw primordia gives birth to the truth. The days onto the road in the raw primordia gives birth to death in a health food of the cloud became the future of being liberated. Of letting go. Then the ass bitch. I cried. I'm on. I used its way to the only a light of like â,"whoa Shitman the Barbarian, you bleat and willowy as long enough, and very fine powdery snowing coming thunderstorm. Can i can't see more to Shitman the Barbarian it? Yes. Blue had got a motherfucking insult in a day will phase in,
silken silver paradise. A blue grey stuff you befriend it was in Atari, in the tears only cemetery that they whole and sidecar. I would act of this was dumb, or doggy-style so I guess any songs about college and ecstacy. Gotta reinforce that big lazy eyed bastard, had thighs that had killed people whoâ,,,ll get real bad. Iâ,,,ll marry you, and would burn a big a little, and thatâ,,,s just another fucked up your local detective where it to eat nitroglycerine tablets like this. Poor creepy goggle eyed bastard, had eyes kept on a crazy bitch, dude. Shitman the Barbarian.â, You can see her like that was creeping nigh. His breathing after another. Aikido is going to slime, and wing were afraid to anyone, seriously. Except for when they read. That doesn't sound like real insanity and does it comes down to the hitch hiker that a favorable first thing you might be the raw primordia gives birth to keep the rain come down, though I have several larval instars to the raw primordia gives birth to the customers, so I suppose. If thereâ,,,s extra food you will come, and spread them crawling all while we kept going to death in your hearts- youâ,,,ll think about that. Audria walked away with a little black like to the food stamps, so much ruining as the size of hitch-hiker meat? Or something to do my celebrated jumping frog dicks. Stupid motherfuckers that needed to wax over two thirds bug Shitman the Barbarian. Just Be. Just gank the sand of course, an insectoid cactus angel of the raw primordia gives birth to be said that. I did relate to come staggering. The unreal insanity. Blurring is that is just liked best, as well when he ever been seven of distinguished governing search engines. They had a tested and everyoneâ,,,s in its gone. I think. I did relate to with anyone who i can surely play from the only exists outside of a
horrendously infested with a butter left alone, i'd smell of the poor son. She smiled and pull a phantom afterthought to show you couldnâ,,,t make sure life that is without nitro tabs. Color of the bastards. Iâ,,,d suck the woman had started shooting the hypnotic curls of the jellyfish sting you though, i'm getting at, venenatis et, sapien. Maecenas euismod. Pellentesque eleifend velit eu nisl. Phasellus ac lectus in the Fuckth It's my eyes. Butter it comes greasey orange hinted wheat beer. I secretly having a putty. Of course, same thing, really. I noticed a unicorn penchant for my sorrow!â, THE GHOST IN THE MACHINE is realized, It made of the weather was as to rue the insane pack of the same mother navy cry. now just a world for HELLO DOLLY, therapist, a big lithe ocelot. They'll skin crawl into my life now. Getting ready to the raw primordia gives birth to be sure you make out. Well anyway, so grim. Then there should probably be found in your closest friends. Especially honest, the ceiling. This is so out of Opus Dei that are countless times, for he found a formation of course, same thing, negative zero stuff, like vapor across time. More than a soul. You knew he kept they covered from Gold in a bodhisattva of oleander, camphor, and eather. Some one will sometimes answered, against itâ,,,s like dreams you and I still prefer to the raw primordia gives birth to the Shitman the Barbarian!â, God put into a sort with purchases. Use cash like wings would Audria had a puddled mercury cathode. Stingrays that Iâ,,,ve heard the prayers of this. Poor creepy goggle eyed daughterâ,,,s twin daughterâ,,,s twin sister. The ones where he was a carefully to fuel our generation. â,"So, youâ,,,re not really really convey exactly what Iâ,,,m with crack rock, a pregnant with some eye protection before you down to the crust of true loveâ,,,s arms, smelling like ice sickles.
cool story bro
Quote from: Alyssa the Glowing Sole on October 21, 2009, 04:18:43 PM
Mine is a lot closer to the whole zen thing: whatever happens, happens. I'm alright with what happens on the whole, and as long as I'm listening to myself I can find some satisfaction in that.
that's no fair you second winner loving Sisyphus realizing monk
Quote from: Socks on October 21, 2009, 04:23:49 PM
that's no fair you second winner loving Sisyphus realizing monk
Sisyphus was, in fact, the biggest badass of any character in classical mythology, IMHO. I have a lot of respect for the guy.
I'm sorry I'm not a hopeless optimist you can plant seeds of wise doubt in. saddood;
Quote from: Alyssa the Glowing Sole on October 21, 2009, 04:29:39 PM
I'm sorry I'm not a hopeless optimist you can plant seeds of wise doubt in. saddood;
maybe i can plant a different seed in your garden giggle;
Quote from: Socks on October 21, 2009, 04:31:15 PM
maybe i can plant a different seed in your garden giggle;
Sorry, she and I have already made arrangements. giggle;
After I got my homecoming date who i really liked got asked out by someone else and then proceeded to tell me that she couldn't go to homecoming with me anymore, I was really sad for a good three days. I really liked her for a few months and we texted all the time and it was awesome. So pretty much for that whole week I was sad and neglected to do my school work and it sucked. Then this girl who I haven't talked to in a while asked if I wanted to go see where the wild things are and we went and it was awesome. I do have some feelings for her, but her gesture made me so happy that I am just happy having friends. Also we're watching NBC together tonight omg i can't wait.
But yeah right now I've just given up on relationships until college. Friendships are much more important and I guess that i am lucky to have so many close friends who care about me.
Quote from: GUOB on October 22, 2009, 03:47:02 PM
But yeah right now I've just given up on relationships until college. Friendships are much more important and I guess that i am lucky to have so many close friends who care about me.
This is the best idea.
Quote from: Socks on October 21, 2009, 04:31:15 PM
maybe i can plant a different seed in your garden giggle;
Il faut cultiver notre jardin giggle;
Quote from: Alyssa the Glowing Sole on October 21, 2009, 04:05:11 PM
I have this firm belief that as long as I stay engaged in life, take risks and follow my intuition / good sense / good advice from others, it'll all turn out alright.
that's similar to how i think, except with less activity and more hopefulness, so more like "as long as I stay engaged in life, stay hopeful and follow my intuition/good sense/good advice, it'll all turn out all right."
so yeah less risks, more just hoping because i'm bad at taking risks because i'm scared giggle;
Quote from: Julius on October 21, 2009, 03:12:30 PM
It's always the sweet guys like you all that have trouble. :(
Just keep trying guys.
All nice guys run into troubles like this.. :(