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Relationship & Gender DiscussionTHIS SPACE OPEN FOR ADVERTISEMENT. YOU SHOULD BE ADVERTISING HERE! The thin line between love and hate
Mature discussion about understanding the opposite sex...
I guess there was misunderstanding between us. There's no need to apologize for what happened. It's not your fault that you don't like me. It hurts getting rejected sure. But what hurts more is to just go on like this. Now that we're on the same page, I told you that we're still friends. I mean every bit of it. I don't know why you feel so bad when you told me. This time it feels like only a scratch compared to the other ones. I can talk like Mr. tough guy all I want. But I only hope and try to get over you soon.
I'm glad we happened. I'm glad for this experience. I'm glad that I'm sad. I'm glad that I'm hurt. I'm glad that I was happy when I was with you. It still shows that I'm not shattered and in fact, I grew stronger.
These rejections really taught me to love and improve myself always... I don't know why, but it feels like every time I get rejected I feel reborn. Like a changed man with new experiences and knowledge. Or maybe, it's just life.
I seriously don't get you sometimes. You say you miss me , you still love me , and you want to try again , and you want to take it slow. You tell me that if we don't work out again, you will shave your head and lose all hope in love. You tell me you broke up with the other guy and you are now single. You tell me you want us to see each other more. It's every thing I want to hear and I tell you 'ok - lets take it slow and work on us and ourselves, so that in a couple years we'll have a good foundation to settle on'. Then you tell me you will see the other guy as a friend and he's ok that you are seeing me more. I say ok because it seems that everyone is on the same page.
Then you tell me he is invited to family dinners but you wont call him out anymore because blah blah blah. Sounds good to me. You tell me you like his confidence..
Then you tell me that you did not tell your parents you and him broke up. It doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out if you dont tell the parents they will not stop inviting him. What were you thinking?!?! Then you wonder why I act like an ass to you. I don't to it on purpose, it's cause and effect. Do you expect me to be ok being #2/2 guy?
Mean what you say!
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Sometimes we tend to be in despair when the person we love leaves us, but the truth is, it's not our loss, but theirs, for they left the only person who couldn't give up on them.
Make the effort and take the risk..
"Do what you feel in your heart to be right- for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't." - Eleanor Roosevelt
Last edited by tiger_handheld; 02-11-2013 at 05:32 PM.
The most random shit reminds me of you.
Also, running into you last night pretty much fucked up my plans of studying as I couldn't focus anymore. This really couldn't have happened at a worse time. At least I won't have to see you until our work meeting on the 26th. Posted via RS Mobile
^ What do you honestly have to lose? It's a hallmark holiday for the most part... and you can easily swing the conversation into a joke or something cheesy to break the tension even if she says no.
Honestly just wish I was spending valentines... or any day of this week for that matter... with you.
I feel like a bitch today. I bitch about life. I bitch about my ex how she still has feelings but don't want to be with me. I bitch about being alone. I bitch about nothing to do. I bitch about...