There's just one thing that I need to say
Before I close my eyeas and walk away
There's just one thing that I need to feel
Before I walk away against my will
~ Don't Forget Me, Way out West
In spite of life, and my experiences with the uglier sex, I still remain hopeful. By no means however, am I an optimist. I don't expect the best of every situation, but I do have hope that the 'best' is possible. Given the current trend, however, it might be best described as highly improbable. For those of you (all two of you who read this) who don't know, I ended things with Rasta a month ago. There is a lot of wisdom in the saying "If he did it with you, he'll do it to you." Not that it's not common sense, but apparently I prefer the view from hindsight.
Suffice it to say - breakups suck. I'm having trouble keeping it together with the explosive combination of vexation and hurt swelling inside of me. At the same time it's amazing how missing someone until your skin hurts makes you forget everything else. It's all very confusing and disgusting. You'd think by now I'd be an expert at this.
Word to the wise: don't be emotionally slutty. Don't give up your emotions until you know they're deserved. I may be living proof that you can never really know. Being treated like a princess doesn't always mean much. Still, I am glad that I am in the know rather than ignorantly blissful like a lot of women out there. If you don't trust him...chances are you're right not to. Why am I starting to sound like a Cosmo article? The last thing I want to be is a man-hater. But why do they give us so many reasons to not like them?
Still...my number one fear is being forgotten. I want to know that the past year and a half of my life has meant something to him. I guess I will never know. And I've promised to never contact him again - doing well so far.
If I could say one thing it would be this: You will forget me before I forget you.
Oh, and: Fuck you, I was a great girlfriend.
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The best thing about life is that it goes on until it ends. The word Life in Alien civilizations from the Eastern Universe means the same as disappointment. It also means the thing that happens after conception but not as much fun as the process of conception. Life unfortunately has no secret otherwise those who knew it could blackmail life asking it for happiness in return.
Being a man-hater means you would have nearly half of the population to hate, which isn't a bad percentage to hate coming to think about it. But, forming a general opinion about men based on one personal experience and sever hundred Lifetime Movies is not good for the enjoyment of life. It could be that natural and stable state of Life is misery and that is why there is so much traffic and too many Mondays.
I am not sure I should give advise on a blog comment especially since blog-wisdom has not been approved by the FDA to ease pain. That is probably why alcohol was approved and popcorn is more popular than ever. BTW, alcohol has caused more pain and suffering than airline food and that is a lot of suffering.
Conventional wisdom suggest blogging is the first step. It can be used to trash your ex in ways you never thought possible and so satisfying. Blog-trashing an ex is now considered right up there with smashing his new plasma TV and cutting off his...locks.
I hope you feel better after reading this :)
LOL...I do. Spanks :)
In response, I don't think my opinion of men has been biased based on a couple experiences. It is however, being shaped by my observations and ever-growing experience... while I still remain hopeful... I still remain skeptical.
In other words... I'm waiting to to have the hell shocked out of me.
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