Remember back in high school? back when every little thing mattered so much cause what else do you have to worry about when you don't have student loans and a vehicle you don't like all that much you'll be paying to much money for for the next 5 years. there is this strange coincidental occurrences that a lot of us all seem to experience frequently. somehow television and the songs on the radio would align so perfectly with our pissy little plights we would have to question briefly if we had some mass psychic influence on the media or some such nonsense. Never mind the fact that the music we listened to constatly was the top 40 hits garbage and it was all just rehashes of the same vague BS that could be applied just as easily to doing chores or homework (who really did their homework at home? or for that matter who really did all that much?)
Bam. Real world hits you and you stop being such a self absorbed cunt. you learn that sometimes life is just wierd and you forget that those kinds of things ever happened. that red headed actress with the cute semi raspy voice, said it better in that movie she did, Easy A. check it out sometime its actually good and she is also pretty fun to look at lol.
I wonder if there is a connection to be self absorbed and noticing shit like that. probably. which is not good since i'm noticing it all over the place.
Lately I've been being a bit conceded and acting like a dick because it works really great on girls that haven't grown up yet and well look where it's gotten me... nearly cheating on someone, ignoring a nice girl who deserved better, humiliating an ex (that was fun actually), and flaunting all of it to people close to me like its stuff worth being proud of. how far the honest have fallen.
Is this what new found confidence has brought me to? Am i simply acting out for attention on some subconscious level i don't recognize. Is this healthy? Will i stop anytime soon?
Why do i bother to ask when i already know. like everyone else, excluding of course many of the mental patients around the world, i choose exactly how i will respond to a given stimulus.
Fuck it, i don't need to grow up for a while longer yet.
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Love is Hell
Ever meet some one that you know is probably better than everyone else you have ever been with but for some reason just can't make yourself attracted to them? what the fuck kind of injustice is that? for almost 2 years i met my dream girl. beautiful tall and blonde. eyes neither blue nor green. a crazy personality that just couldn't be contained and the charming quirk that she had almost no shame of any kind lol.
Well part of her allure was that she was gay. and apparently I'm the kind of idiot that finds the girls that are super difficult to get the most attractive. well after many months of trying being just friends with the occasional benefit since she had a knack for finding really crappy girlfriends. a fight occurred and when i thought i'd never see her again she calls me up to go get dinner with her and tells me she realized she was in love with me all along because the thought of not seeing me again was tearing her to pieces...
Should have been a happily ever after. for a while it really seamed like it was. life was fucking grand. i had a decent job with decent pay. an '02 jet black mustang convertible, a beautiful nymphomaniac to parade around and a decent house with my best friend that even had an attached garage lol.
Well life always finds a way to fuck you eh? college got messed up and i couldnt enroll the semester i planned on. so she was going alone. no big deal. well lo and behold she meets a "friend". just some random 27 year old nursing student living in her parents basement who still wears emo clothes and thinks shes unique because she owns a bottle of black nail polish. oh and shes gay... big surprise.
I'm not the jealous type and i trust my girlfriend with my life so i don't even bat an eye about who she talks to or whatever even when she comes to me and asks me if I'm ok with it i just say "hun, i have no reason not to trust you. i know you know i love you and i know you love me so whats there to worry about?" well I'll tell you what there is to worry about. interfering bitches.
My girlfriend and i spent so much time together that we didn't take time for our friends anymore and she had had a falling out with her best friend and was missing that connection pretty bad. my friends were just annoyed i was to busy for golf and video games once in a while. ADVICE: always take time for yourselves folks. its important to the health of the relationship. So when she said she was going over to this girls house i was just like "ok have fun babe. <kiss> love ya" and that was it.
First time was no big deal. the second time though she came straight to my house afterwards and kind of early. shes being quiet and i just know something is wrong so i try to ask her but she doesn't want to talk about it and tries to avoid it. i take her into my room and we lay in bed talking about nothing cause at this point im just trying to relax her. suddenly she pounces on me and plants her face in my chest and starts sobbing quietly. i'm shocked and i ask her whats wrong but she cant answer and only shakes her head. i hold her tightly and and rub her back and start asking questions she can answer that way until i ask her "did she kiss you?" she shook her head yes.
i don't even say a word as she cries herself out. i just hold her and kiss her cheek and tell her its ok and i love her. after a few minutes she looks me in the eyes and asks if i'm mad. how could i possibly be mad at the girl i love so much? i tell her "no of course i'm not mad. you came to me and told me right away and its clear you don't feel very good about it. i'm definitely not mad." she asks me "do you want me to not talk to her anymore? i'd understand. and i wouldn't even be upset if you asked me to never see her again."
It is this moment i will probably regret for the rest of my life. what kind of idiot cant see the implications of this answer. i even said that to her at that moment "i have to think about this honey... how can i know that my answer right now either yes or no will take a path that drives us apart. do you really love me?" "more than anything" she replies "can i trust you?" "i swear to you i wont leave you for her" she says. i respond " darling thats only true until it isnt true anymore and then it means nothing..."
and my mistake.... "i trust you honey. you can still see her. i know you need a friend. just try not to kiss her ok?"
oh sure she hugged me and we kissed and made promises of love and trust and it was all... pointless. i have no idea how i should have handled the series of events. all i know is that a few weeks later just after a half-iversary (yeah we were lame like that) she becomes silent and distant but wont say why. i may be an idiot but i'm not blind. one Saturday night after a day spent with her family we leave the party early to go watch a movie at her house. we sit on separate couches. i have intentionally not held her hand once all day. it hurts me but i had to be sure. the movie ends. i kneel on the floor beside her as she lays on the couch and i try to hug her but she barely responds. i ask her to talk but she only says she doesn't want to. she sounds cold. her parents have already come home and gone to bed. its time for me to leave. i walk to the door and put my shoes on. waiting for a hug and a good bye kiss. she comes to me and when she puts her arms around me i hug her extra tight and whisper into her ear. "angel.... i was your best friend before we started dating. i've been your best friend all along..... and i swear i'll stay your best friend after...." she breaks down into tears and we spend a few hours finally talking again. it hasn't really hit me just yet.... but i know it will soon. she says she wants to be there for me when it does and tells me that she loves me so much but she needs a break to sort things out. i dont hold the notion for a moment that it will be temporary. we hold eachother crying and kissing and making promises.... she says she'll come see me at my place the next morning and begs me not to do anything stupid on the ride home. she swears nothing will change just that we wont be having sex for a while (i would have given it up forever at this moment and nearly say so but i stop myself because it seems pathetic to even think that something as trivial as sex would matter when i really know that im losing my future with her)
i ask for one last kiss as i walk to my car. she kisses me and hugs me and says its not the last.... but it really is the last REAL kiss.
we tried to stay friends. for a while i didnt want to be but she did. and then she decided she didnt want to be and i realized how much it hurt to hear that and flipped back completely for the worse. it didn't help that in this period of time i was a completely insane asshole. being manipulative and pushing buttons i knew would hurt her. it was jealousy. i hated that she was happy even a little while i was in agony dying to talk to her but knowing i couldn't because she was busy with... her. it tears me up inside even today. almost 6 months later and i swear on my grandfather's grave not a day has gone by i dont still think of her.
but i guess she's happier now. i don't think i was a very good boyfriend but i really don't know. i had a tendency to be late showing up and i feel like the last month or two of our relationship i wasn't trying as hard as once had. that was one promise i made to her i never wanted to break. that i would always try my hardest for her.
like i said though... she's happier now. or at least i hope so.
she left me for that girl she had known for less than a month... they got engaged two months later...
she had said once that she felt like her world had fallen apart when we broke up but that everything had fallen back into place and was alot better now. i dont think she knew how much it hurt to hear that but i smiled anyways. thats the thing about loving some one. even when you feel like hell, seeing them happy can still put a smile on you face. read some shit that said "how do you know when you found true love?" and the answer was "when you realize you lost it" truest god damn thing i have ever heard.
well i was severely depressed after all this and i still don't feel like my old self but somehow i found motivation in all of it. im weird like that i guess. so i turned it around and got myself in pretty great shape. 6 foot tall and now im 195 pounds of primarily muscle and bone. fat content is dropping slow but steady. moved back home and went full time student. i made a lot of new friends and i have it pretty good now i guess. quit my job to start a better one but... things got screwed up with that so i'm on the hunt again. met a girl who treats me with a lot of respect and is probably a better match for me based on her attitude and lack of mood swings and such but i'm jut not clicking with her. shes pretty and honest and smart and courteous and fun. but it just doesn't work.
in closing if you took the time to read this please feel free to leave your opinion/advice/rage/whatever. i'd like to hear it all actually.
Well part of her allure was that she was gay. and apparently I'm the kind of idiot that finds the girls that are super difficult to get the most attractive. well after many months of trying being just friends with the occasional benefit since she had a knack for finding really crappy girlfriends. a fight occurred and when i thought i'd never see her again she calls me up to go get dinner with her and tells me she realized she was in love with me all along because the thought of not seeing me again was tearing her to pieces...
Should have been a happily ever after. for a while it really seamed like it was. life was fucking grand. i had a decent job with decent pay. an '02 jet black mustang convertible, a beautiful nymphomaniac to parade around and a decent house with my best friend that even had an attached garage lol.
Well life always finds a way to fuck you eh? college got messed up and i couldnt enroll the semester i planned on. so she was going alone. no big deal. well lo and behold she meets a "friend". just some random 27 year old nursing student living in her parents basement who still wears emo clothes and thinks shes unique because she owns a bottle of black nail polish. oh and shes gay... big surprise.
I'm not the jealous type and i trust my girlfriend with my life so i don't even bat an eye about who she talks to or whatever even when she comes to me and asks me if I'm ok with it i just say "hun, i have no reason not to trust you. i know you know i love you and i know you love me so whats there to worry about?" well I'll tell you what there is to worry about. interfering bitches.
My girlfriend and i spent so much time together that we didn't take time for our friends anymore and she had had a falling out with her best friend and was missing that connection pretty bad. my friends were just annoyed i was to busy for golf and video games once in a while. ADVICE: always take time for yourselves folks. its important to the health of the relationship. So when she said she was going over to this girls house i was just like "ok have fun babe. <kiss> love ya" and that was it.
First time was no big deal. the second time though she came straight to my house afterwards and kind of early. shes being quiet and i just know something is wrong so i try to ask her but she doesn't want to talk about it and tries to avoid it. i take her into my room and we lay in bed talking about nothing cause at this point im just trying to relax her. suddenly she pounces on me and plants her face in my chest and starts sobbing quietly. i'm shocked and i ask her whats wrong but she cant answer and only shakes her head. i hold her tightly and and rub her back and start asking questions she can answer that way until i ask her "did she kiss you?" she shook her head yes.
i don't even say a word as she cries herself out. i just hold her and kiss her cheek and tell her its ok and i love her. after a few minutes she looks me in the eyes and asks if i'm mad. how could i possibly be mad at the girl i love so much? i tell her "no of course i'm not mad. you came to me and told me right away and its clear you don't feel very good about it. i'm definitely not mad." she asks me "do you want me to not talk to her anymore? i'd understand. and i wouldn't even be upset if you asked me to never see her again."
It is this moment i will probably regret for the rest of my life. what kind of idiot cant see the implications of this answer. i even said that to her at that moment "i have to think about this honey... how can i know that my answer right now either yes or no will take a path that drives us apart. do you really love me?" "more than anything" she replies "can i trust you?" "i swear to you i wont leave you for her" she says. i respond " darling thats only true until it isnt true anymore and then it means nothing..."
and my mistake.... "i trust you honey. you can still see her. i know you need a friend. just try not to kiss her ok?"
oh sure she hugged me and we kissed and made promises of love and trust and it was all... pointless. i have no idea how i should have handled the series of events. all i know is that a few weeks later just after a half-iversary (yeah we were lame like that) she becomes silent and distant but wont say why. i may be an idiot but i'm not blind. one Saturday night after a day spent with her family we leave the party early to go watch a movie at her house. we sit on separate couches. i have intentionally not held her hand once all day. it hurts me but i had to be sure. the movie ends. i kneel on the floor beside her as she lays on the couch and i try to hug her but she barely responds. i ask her to talk but she only says she doesn't want to. she sounds cold. her parents have already come home and gone to bed. its time for me to leave. i walk to the door and put my shoes on. waiting for a hug and a good bye kiss. she comes to me and when she puts her arms around me i hug her extra tight and whisper into her ear. "angel.... i was your best friend before we started dating. i've been your best friend all along..... and i swear i'll stay your best friend after...." she breaks down into tears and we spend a few hours finally talking again. it hasn't really hit me just yet.... but i know it will soon. she says she wants to be there for me when it does and tells me that she loves me so much but she needs a break to sort things out. i dont hold the notion for a moment that it will be temporary. we hold eachother crying and kissing and making promises.... she says she'll come see me at my place the next morning and begs me not to do anything stupid on the ride home. she swears nothing will change just that we wont be having sex for a while (i would have given it up forever at this moment and nearly say so but i stop myself because it seems pathetic to even think that something as trivial as sex would matter when i really know that im losing my future with her)
i ask for one last kiss as i walk to my car. she kisses me and hugs me and says its not the last.... but it really is the last REAL kiss.
we tried to stay friends. for a while i didnt want to be but she did. and then she decided she didnt want to be and i realized how much it hurt to hear that and flipped back completely for the worse. it didn't help that in this period of time i was a completely insane asshole. being manipulative and pushing buttons i knew would hurt her. it was jealousy. i hated that she was happy even a little while i was in agony dying to talk to her but knowing i couldn't because she was busy with... her. it tears me up inside even today. almost 6 months later and i swear on my grandfather's grave not a day has gone by i dont still think of her.
but i guess she's happier now. i don't think i was a very good boyfriend but i really don't know. i had a tendency to be late showing up and i feel like the last month or two of our relationship i wasn't trying as hard as once had. that was one promise i made to her i never wanted to break. that i would always try my hardest for her.
like i said though... she's happier now. or at least i hope so.
she left me for that girl she had known for less than a month... they got engaged two months later...
she had said once that she felt like her world had fallen apart when we broke up but that everything had fallen back into place and was alot better now. i dont think she knew how much it hurt to hear that but i smiled anyways. thats the thing about loving some one. even when you feel like hell, seeing them happy can still put a smile on you face. read some shit that said "how do you know when you found true love?" and the answer was "when you realize you lost it" truest god damn thing i have ever heard.
well i was severely depressed after all this and i still don't feel like my old self but somehow i found motivation in all of it. im weird like that i guess. so i turned it around and got myself in pretty great shape. 6 foot tall and now im 195 pounds of primarily muscle and bone. fat content is dropping slow but steady. moved back home and went full time student. i made a lot of new friends and i have it pretty good now i guess. quit my job to start a better one but... things got screwed up with that so i'm on the hunt again. met a girl who treats me with a lot of respect and is probably a better match for me based on her attitude and lack of mood swings and such but i'm jut not clicking with her. shes pretty and honest and smart and courteous and fun. but it just doesn't work.
in closing if you took the time to read this please feel free to leave your opinion/advice/rage/whatever. i'd like to hear it all actually.
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