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My Horrible Day
0370 days
by moniquez96
in Relationships
Well after settling my feelings about my old exboyfriend, I realized that they are very strong. Only thing is, he doesn’t/never has/never will feel the same about me. Why hook up with me then? I don’t quite understand. WHY? Why didn’t I know not to? Why did he make the first move? Why am I always thinking about it? The funny thing is, he really doesn’t care. I just don’t understand…
Is there something wrong with me? Is there something wrong with the way I feel? I guess I can’t change the way I feel, but think about how awkward it will be the next time I see him again. Knowing that he knows I like him, and me knowing that he doesn’t feel the same. He probably never will. The saddest part is that I had to be drunk out of my mind to actually hook up with him. And that the only time I will, is also the last time I will.
My life is beyond ironic at times. I just want to write a story about it. So dramatic and playful, I’m never fully bored. I wish there was a way I could see my life without feelings for him. But either way, I would still find or acknowledge feelings if they weren’t found beforehand. When you become physically attracted to someone, and start to become intimate, THE ATTRACTION IS THERE. FEELINGS WILL BE THERE.
So why didn’t anyone ever warn me about this three years ago? Why didn’t anyone reach out to me and say “Let go, and don’t look back”?
I’ll tell you why. The same reason I’m still in love with him;
He is a sweetheart. He is caring. He is beautiful. He is funny. He is smart. He is easy-going. He is fun to be around. Nothing like a douchebag, and always considerate of others. He looks at me differently than anyone who’s ever looked at me before. Sadly; he’s all I want, AND MORE.
…But he’s also EXACTLY what I don’t have, and never will.
FML?
No wedding, no baby
0459 days
by Epoh3991
in Relationships
okay, so my fiancee and I have been together for 2 years now. We are getting married on September 4, 2011. Well, I have been trying to convince him to have a child. We are both ready for it, but he wants to wait until we are married. I don’t see what the big deal of waiting is. I have had 3 miscarriages already, and want to replace those bad memories with one good one. Can someone help explain this?
This is going to Be Sweet
1846 days
I have always tried to find a way to let what is bottled inside of me out. When it comes to talk to someone face to face, it is a no win situation. When they think that they are giving you advice and encouragement, all along they are giving you heart ache and pain. Then it is the going to the shrink factor. Which I have done, but that within its self is very nerve wrecking. So I figured that maybe giving this a shout where I can speak my peace and do not get punished for it. So here I go……………………………
I do have a whole lot to say that is going through this big ass head of mine. But today alone is something that I want to get out. First of all today was a beautiful day with in itself, with several of mistakes. One, my son sang his song today. And even though we practiced his song all day yesterday, he still got up there and well, froze. And since I am the little children’s choir director, I ran up in there and saved him. Then the second song they sang, I was happy that the church was singing with them. I had my step daughter with me but it was still okay.
Now this is where it goes wrong, my husband walks in with bags in his hands. He went to the store with shoes for his daughter and himself. Now usually I do not have a fit about that but the truth is that I don’t really have any shoes. Or the fact that my kids and I were not considered. Now when I usually fly off the handle with this, I am trying to keep my cool. Reason being….. I am getting my refund this week and I am going to splug on my children. That is a known fact.
What is really funny to me is that I am virtually by myself in this world. I am a retired stripper (that I will vent later), single mother of three, been raising his daughter since she was 4 months (no regrets, and still loving it) and severely stressed out. I mean I am about to hit a three decade milestone here and I am not looking, feeling or acting like myself.
All of this is going to be put down in between living my so called daily life.
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Love hurts…literally
0851 days
So what’s up with the masochism? I know people enjoy some pain in their sex life, but damn do you think you can sometimes enjoy sex without causing me pain? Take it easy, I bruise easily!!!
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My husband is a f*cking A*SHOLE!!!!
5894 days
Ah yes, yet another day in the world that is my LIVING HELL. My piece of sh*t car didn’t start (AGAIN) because a*sface spends all of his time working on everyone else’s cars for free and ignores the HUGE problems with mine even though i’m the one who has to drive out of town every f*cking day. NICE PRIORITIES PRICK.
So of course the f*cking car won’t start as usual. I do everything I can to get it going, and it won’t start. So I miss my last class which also had a quiz. I did everything I could, emailed my teacher to tell him the situation and see if I can write the quiz later, do some other extra credit work, or if he can just take the quiz out of my mark.
Prickface comes home and I tell him the situation. He FLIPS OUT AT ME basically calls me a failure and says “WHY DIDN’T YOU CALL ME???” Hmmm.. probably because the last 50 f*cking times I called you for something like this you got all pissed off told me youre busy and basically told me to go f*ck myself and i’m on my own. oh i’m sorry… was TODAY the day you would have stopped being the f*cking asshole you’ve been for the last 24 years????? unlikely.
“WE’RE PAYING A LOT OF MONEY FOR THIS SCHOOLING” YEAH I know. does he think i WANTED TO MISS CLASS AND MARKS??? yeah. i’m really THAT much of a f*ckup. That’s why i’m going to school to get a good job that will pay like FIVE TIMES what your sh*tty job will. Cause I’M the failure. Sure thing. I can’t believe I married this prick BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY F*CKING LIFE.
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