Apparently it's hilarious that I bought condoms today at work
admittedly seeing an old man buying a vibrating cock ring out of the vending machine in the toilet was funny
[editline]29th August 2011[/editline]
Related to the post above; my girlfriend goes back to uni at the end of September. It's not as bad as your situation as she'll be about 200 miles or four hours away. But I'm not going to be able to see her as often as I like, I plan on hopefully driving up at least once a month even if it's only for one night or whatever. I've missed her enough as it is over the past few days while she's been at the Reading festival.
I'm gonna miss her so much and it gonna make me sad when she goes.
[QUOTE=Doozle;32003497]Apparently it's hilarious that I bought condoms today at work
admittedly seeing an old man buying a vibrating cock ring out of the vending machine in the toilet was funny
[editline]29th August 2011[/editline]
Related to the post above; my girlfriend goes back to uni at the end of September. It's not as bad as your situation as she'll be about 200 miles or four hours away. But I'm not going to be able to see her as often as I like, I plan on hopefully driving up at least once a month even if it's only for one night or whatever. I've missed her enough as it is over the past few days while she's been at the Reading festival.
I'm gonna miss her so much and it gonna make me sad when she goes.[/QUOTE]
It was hilarious when I bought condoms after school/during town-time too(boarding school, so Wednesdays end early and we get to go to town, I don't board but it means it's easy to go with mates and is convenient for pick-up consistency).
And yeah, everything sucks without her. Good thing we steam chat 24/7 pretty much. Never before was Borderlands quite so fun.
[editline]29th August 2011[/editline]
Also it doesn't matter and has no bearing on anything but I like to keep my facts factual, she's 14 not 15.
[QUOTE=Regorc's Chest;32003342]Hey guys, I'm back. Remember me?
I made a post back in May. A bad one admittedly. Made Pepin cringe.
[post=30032091]Here[/post]
Anyway, I come back here and find this page most fitting, seeing how falloutguy's story mirrors and contrasts mine.
So basically, I met a girl online, felt like never before, asked her out, and 2 weeks later... well similarities end there; I plan to visit America to see her. I do so, I fly to America on June 22nd to see her. I get there, she's nowhere to be seen, I panic, I've been duped, I'm the victim of some guys cruel, evil prank. I've spent over £1000 of my parents money on jack shit.
Then I find her, she and her dad+uncle were waiting in the wrong area of the airport.
Day 1 is awkward.
Day 2 more so, the tension of it palpable. It is broken when we finally kiss (my first real kiss). I could write more and make myself feel good by boasting, but that would be immature and you guys don't care, you've heard it, experienced it (most of you) all before.
The two weeks of my trip are magical. So we make a change of arrangements. We extend the two week trip to 2 months. And so we spend 24 hours a day, 7 days a week together, for 2 months. 2 months together with (due to circumstance of no real money and no transport) nothing to do but spend time at home. And it wasn't all roses no. There were teething problems in the relationship, the inevitable arguments between a stupid guy just breaching the world of women and his dedicated girlfriend. I disliked some of the conditions, I missed home comforts a bit (sharing a single bed was not always easy). But, it didn't matter because it all worked out and we loved each other so much. So we attempt to get another extension, an indefinite one. Her parents are ecstatic, mine blow the idea out of the water. And so 2 months goes by so slow but all the same all too fast, so magical and so normal, until finally I have to leave. I don't think I coped. I didn't even react, it didn't bother me. Even as I said goodbye to her at the airport security, and she wept and I did too, it hadn't hit me, I guess being so focused on not missing my flight etc kept my mind occupied. But on the 9 hour flight, it hit me, but not head on, it circled my thoughts, I wept for seconds and recovered, my mind cycling the memories and the loneliness.
It hit me head on after we argued the night I got back. Within hours of the relationship becoming long distance, after the intimacy of it, it was strained. I love her so much. The week since I left has been months, the time I was with her was a lifetime within hours.
And so we face the future. If my parents have their way I'll see her again next summer, but we both know that is much, much too long, we and her parents have another plan, where I go to live with them after Christmas, just over 4 months, and even that we know will be hell. She is handling my leaving much worse than I, for days she was not hungry and barely ate, we both entered depression. And so it comes down to me. I must talk to my parents about our plan. I have always had trouble talking to my parents about things that matter, the best being that I write notes and letters to them about anything of the sort, but this I know must be done in person, and I know I must do it but I find it so difficult, I have put it off so many times in the last week, and broken promises to her to do it and it tears me apart. Holy shit I just realised I'm ranting this to you guys on here. Oh well, it matters to me.
So basically a long distance E-lationship worked until we met where it improved but when it became lone distance again it has made things so much harder.
Sorry for the rant, but it's all to do with the relationship. As for shit, well while I was there I was constipated so bad I went to hospital where they couldn't treat me, and I had to take laxatives, which worked, and then worked too well. And as for sex, well, it happened. I've matured enough I think not to be ranting on the internet about that to boost my e-peen.
So yeah. Maverick I need you! Yell at me about [del]confidence[/del] manning the fuck up and stuff![/QUOTE]
Where do you even begin with something like this.
You're 16, you've barely seen any of the world, you've known this girl for a couple of months and you met her over the Internet, and she's also probably the first girl you've gotten this close with; you're blowing this shit ridiculously out of proportion and spending so much time and energy over what is relatively insignificant. You're spending thousands of dollars and thinking of moving countries for months on end, to spend time with a girl you don't even know.
Your situation epitomizes the problem with infatuation-fueled Internet relationships. Let's start from the beginning: You're the 'fat ass guy who isn't happy with himself, failing at education and life in general.' You're most likely a fairly lonely, miserable guy with little to no social skills or experience. Then comes along a girl on the Internet, who after a matter of days, you think you're in love with. She accepts your offer of being bf/gf, which you take to mean she accepts you as a person, when in reality she was probably just as desperate as you were. You both think you've found love, your means to happiness, and of course become desperately attached to each other. But of course, you want to meet up, you want more of that gratification and comfort, and surely enough when you're finally together things feel perfect. The relationship is inevitably going to be 'strained' when you take away that closeness, that's all you two really wanted. To think that you love her because for 2 months there were only a few arguments and because you've had sex with her is absolutely ridiculous.
So what do you do now? You throw your ideas of moving to live with her out the window and tell her you can't continue this long distance arrangement. You need to forget about using her as your source of emotional sustenance and worry about yourself. Take yourself back to that 'fat ass guy who isn't happy with himself, failing at education and life in general,' because when you take away this girl, it's exactly what you still are. If you're still fat and unhappy with yourself and your life, latching on to a girl in another country over the Internet is the last thing you want to be doing.
I don't even know if I covered all of the problems with the situation you've presented, so basically, just end it. Your problems with this girl are not something that need to be 'fixed', rather you need to abandon the entire idea and instead identify and address those underlying issues within you that got you into such a retarded mess in the first place.
Do not consider spending another day living with her. Tell her you don't think it's a good idea for either of you to be growing attached to someone in another country and that it'd be in the best interests for the both of you to forget each other. Ideally you should probably block all communication with her but I doubt you'd do that, so at the least talk to her less frequently and less intimately. Reach a mutual understanding that you both have your own lives to live, and that you need to stop holding on to the idea of a relationship with each other. Spend your time doing other things and develop aspects of your own personality, and become interested in the life that's around you, not an unreachable one across the Internet. Otherwise, you're never going to be really happy.
[editline]30th August 2011[/editline]
Holy fuck she's 14, what the fuck man I don't even know what to think of your post.
[editline]30th August 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE=SaWAH;32001939]While I agree that sex is sex, no matter how drunk you are, there is an issue with the whole thing.
Excuse me for the personal info, and I'm not looking for pity or anything but:
Some years ago, 4 to be exact, I was at this party and a couple of guys was trying to get me really drunk with great success. After playing this game for a while, one of the guys wanted to go outside, because he wanted a cigarette - he asked me to tag along and so I did. When we got outside, he wanted to go BEHIND the barn we were in, and due to my intoxication, I didn't really see the harm in that. Now, normally, I wouldn't have agreed to go away from everybody - I didn't care much for the guy, he was sort of always on my back about something, and I dare say I actually disliked him a fair bit. Behind the barn, he pulled me up to the wall and kissed me. I didn't resist much, but a little. He stopped, and I was about to leave, so I started to walk back. Now, he started yelling a bit at me, and was saying stuff like "Please come back!" so I turned around and started walking in his direction, and he grabbed my arm and pulled me in between some bushes and trees so nobody could see us. He started kissing me again, and this time I didn't do anything about it. However, when he wanted to have sex with me, I remember saying no, but that didn't really go too well with what he wanted, so I ended up on my back, telling him to stop. Now, you could probably argued that I should've kicked him in the nuts or done something to hurt him so I could get away, however, I'm a girl, guys are stronger, and I was in shock and very drunk. All in all just powerless.
Now, why am I telling this? Because when it comes to intoxicated sex there IS a grey area. Personally I don't have a doubt in my mind that this was rape, even if I didn't object much to him kissing me, however, when I went to the police to press charges, the policeman made it clear that seeing as I had agreed to go back behind the barn with the guy and hadn't objected to kissing him, it would be hard to make a case out of it, seeing as there hadn't been any voilence or evidence unconstented sex - even though that was exactly what it was. The fact that I was drunk didn't help my case at all either, and the policeman actually accused me of making it up because he thought it was simply a case of me regretting something I had done.[/QUOTE]
I find composing a reply to this rather difficult, because I'd essentially be trying to argue logic against what's clearly been a rather horrific experience. I'm inclined to say, shouldn't any red flags have been popping up when you were there making out with a guy who was just 'trying to get you really drunk', behind the building away form everyone else? Of course you say but you were intoxicated, and at the time you didn't perceive any risk to the situation, but isn't that exactly what the article is arguing? That you've willingly become intoxicated and then entered into a situation which would have otherwise presented a risk to a sober mind?
I don't want to discredit your situation at all, and I do agree that it was rape as you did clearly say "no," but the truth is had you not been intoxicated, you wouldn't have ended up in that situation. By choosing to drink in the presence of a group of guys, or rather let them get you drunk, you should be accepting responsibility for any possible consequences of your decision to become intoxicated. Yes, your case is that much worse as technically there was no consent and therefore should receive the appropriate legal treatment, but there are many cases in which a girl has drunkenly given consent and later regretted it, resulting in the otherwise innocent guy being labelled a rapist, shamed for taking advantage of the intoxicated girl.
Really I think it's just an area where the entire push for the emancipation of women has just gone too far. It's positive discrimination and doesn't at all reflect an 'equal' balance of rights for men and women, resulting in women having special privileges where the male counterparts have increased responsibilities. I mean what are these laws communicating, that women are not capable of making responsible decisions? That they can't be trusted to look after themselves? Is this so called applied 'feminism' really trying to do away with sexism or is it just another label for something which is inherently discriminatory?
[QUOTE=Dark_Light;32003876]Where do you even begin with something like this.
You're 16, you've barely seen any of the world, you've known this girl for a couple of months and you met her over the Internet, and she's also probably the first girl you've gotten this close with; you're blowing this shit ridiculously out of proportion and spending so much time and energy over what is relatively insignificant. You're spending thousands of dollars and thinking of moving countries for months on end, to spend time with a girl you don't even know.
Your situation epitomizes the problem with infatuation-fueled Internet relationships. Let's start from the beginning: You're the 'fat ass guy who isn't happy with himself, failing at education and life in general.' You're most likely a fairly lonely, miserable guy with little to no social skills or experience. Then comes along a girl on the Internet, who after a matter of days, you think you're in love with. She accepts your offer of being bf/gf, which you take to mean she accepts you as a person, when in reality she was probably just as desperate as you were. You both think you've found love, your means to happiness, and of course become desperately attached to each other. But of course, you want to meet up, you want more of that gratification and comfort, and surely enough when you're finally together things feel perfect. The relationship is inevitably going to be 'strained' when you take away that closeness, that's all you two really wanted. To think that you love her because for 2 months there were only a few arguments and because you've had sex with her is absolutely ridiculous.
So what do you do now? You throw your ideas of moving to live with her out the window and tell her you can't continue this long distance arrangement. You need to forget about using her as your source of emotional sustenance and worry about yourself. Take yourself back to that 'fat ass guy who isn't happy with himself, failing at education and life in general,' because when you take away this girl, it's exactly what you still are. If you're still fat and unhappy with yourself and your life, latching on to a girl in another country over the Internet is the last thing you want to be doing.
I don't even know if I covered all of the problems with the situation you've presented, so basically, just end it. Your problems with this girl are not something that need to be 'fixed', rather you need to abandon the entire idea and instead identify and address those underlying issues within you that got you into such a retarded mess in the first place.
Do not consider spending another day living with her. Tell her you don't think it's a good idea for either of you to be growing attached to someone in another country and that it'd be in the best interests for the both of you to forget each other. Ideally you should probably block all communication with her but I doubt you'd do that, so at the least talk to her less frequently and less intimately. Reach a mutual understanding that you both have your own lives to live, and that you need to stop holding on to the idea of a relationship with each other. Spend your time doing other things and develop aspects of your own personality, and become interested in the life that's around you, not an unreachable one across the Internet. Otherwise, you're never going to be really happy.
[editline]30th August 2011[/editline]
Holy fuck she's 14, what the fuck man I don't even know what to think of your post.
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Er, haha, that wasn't exactly entirely what I was expecting.
Thank you, reading through your post I thought about the things you said, and saw my situation from another angle, that said I do not agree with your opinion of it entirely. Let’s do this as a part by part response.
Yes, I'm 16, I have seen barely any of the world, until this trip I had never been on a plane, and yes I do understand you don’t just mean geography but life experiences, and you are right, I have seen nothing of the world in that respect too, I just started. I have known her for about half a year now and admittedly she is the first girl I have gotten this close with. And yes, I exaggerate, a lot, but calling this insignificant rather irks me to say the least, and yes I did spend a lot of money to spend time with a girl, but saying I barely know her isn't exactly fair, maybe I did not know her as well when I did it as I do now, but I still knew her well, and I'm not exactly the type to go and do thing that drastic on a whim.
As for infatuation, well I truthfully don't believe this is infatuation, I believe it is love, even if you do not, and I know when you are infatuated that is the point but, referring to one of what I believe was Mavericks long old posts, I'm not going to readily eat her shit just because I love her.
Yes, I exaggerated about my old situation, I was a fairly lonely, I had relatively normal social skills, I was not failing school or life, just not doing my usual best. Admittedly I met her on the internet, and yes I thought I might have loved her fairly soon after that but was not convinced until I met her. She accepted my offer, but I don't think she was desperate, anything but if her friends are to be believed. Yes, we became attached, maybe not desperately, not at that point.
I take some offence of the allegation I met up with her purely for gratification and comfort; I met her because I loved her and was willing to take a chance to make things real.
And the relationship is inevitably going to be strained because we both loved each other and became so used to being around each other all the time that being apart for a potentially indefinite amount of time causes major upset, not because all we wanted was to be that close to each other. If that's all I wanted I would just use some of my relatively newfound confidence to get that close to another girl over here, but it's not just that, because I love [i]her[/i].
I don’t think that I love her because of 2 months with only a few arguments, and certainly not because I have had sex with her, it's because I just know, I feel it.
And then you tell me to dump her, cut off contact and throw away all our hopes of being together. The very idea disgusts me. The life we want is not unreachable, and the only times I have ever been really happy, not exited joy of Christmas gifts, not the smug happy of having what you want, but the calm, content happiness that you just know everything is right, everything is perfect, just the way it is, all because she is there, were when I was there with her.
Without her I am not unhappy with myself, there are aspects of myself I am happy with, but that is true of most people. I was as usual exaggerating to get sympathy. If I take her away I get a relatively comfortable picture of my life and am content, without her now, it's not quite as nice but in the end I could bear with it and then move on, but with her it is so much better, she is part of my life, part of me. I cannot bear to be without her now.
And as for her being 14, I would ask what that really has to do with anything, but I get the whole thing about her being young and immature, just like me, but more so, but to tell the truth, and I know every guy says this when defending his young girlfriend, she is very mature, I'm not saying that she is mature like a 30 year old, but she is mature, certainly for her age, due to many events in her life probably, certain ones more than others. Hell, she taught me how to cook! And don’t go thinking that I think that means she is mature, I know there’s a lot more to it than that, I just was making a joke.
To be perfectly honest I'm a cynic, pessimist and a doubter, and I've put enough doubt into my feelings for her already, and certainly into hers for me. I believe in this, and am going to make it work. At least your post had the Maverick effect, pissed me off enough that I'm going to prove you wrong, and make this work.
[editline]29th August 2011[/editline]
Crap I wrote a lot, sorry.
Dis is gun b gud.
[QUOTE=Dark_Light;32003876]
I find composing a reply to this rather difficult, because I'd essentially be trying to argue logic against what's clearly been a rather horrific experience. I'm inclined to say, shouldn't any red flags have been popping up when you were there making out with a guy who was just 'trying to get you really drunk', behind the building away form everyone else? Of course you say but you were intoxicated, and at the time you didn't perceive any risk to the situation, but isn't that exactly what the article is arguing? That you've willingly become intoxicated and then entered into a situation which would have otherwise presented a risk to a sober mind?
I don't want to discredit your situation at all, and I do agree that it was rape as you did clearly say "no," but the truth is had you not been intoxicated, you wouldn't have ended up in that situation. By choosing to drink in the presence of a group of guys, or rather let them get you drunk, you should be accepting responsibility for any possible consequences of your decision to become intoxicated. Yes, your case is that much worse as technically there was no consent and therefore should receive the appropriate legal treatment, but there are many cases in which a girl has drunkenly given consent and later regretted it, resulting in the otherwise innocent guy being labelled a rapist, shamed for taking advantage of the intoxicated girl.
Really I think it's just an area where the entire push for the emancipation of women has just gone too far. It's positive discrimination and doesn't at all reflect an 'equal' balance of rights for men and women, resulting in women having special privileges where the male counterparts have increased responsibilities. I mean what are these laws communicating, that women are not capable of making responsible decisions? That they can't be trusted to look after themselves? Is this so called applied 'feminism' really trying to do away with sexism or is it just another label for something which is inherently discriminatory?[/QUOTE]
But while "I was drunk" is never a great excuse, it's still a reason for illogical behavior. Yes, red flags should've been popping up - at least if I knew their only intention was to get me drunk, but in that very moment, I wasn't aware that I was extremely drunk and I wasn't aware that their only goal was to get me drunk. I was quite naive and I bet that is exactly what happens to a lot of other girls. I'm not saying it's okay to cry out rape - it's a serious crime. However, when it comes to sex and alcohol there is indeed a grey area where there's no right or wrong. I don't think my case fits into the grey area, as I dare say that while I did put myself in the situation, I never agreed to anything, but in cases where the girl is too drunk to give proper consent, I think it's best to just not fuck her and go stick your dick in something else.
It's hard to reason with people when they're drunk, but you should at least be able to say something if someone's taking your clothes off. Shit, if you're too drunk to say something, you should be drunk enough to barf all over his dick or something.
[QUOTE=SaWAH;32005410]I never agreed to anything, but in cases where the girl is too drunk to give proper consent, I think it's best to just not fuck her and go stick your dick in something else.[/QUOTE]
agree, I've a lot of guys here try to get a girl insanely drunk and make out/have sex with her, usually the people who are big douchebags who have no skills with the opposite sex. It's kinda sad, really.
[QUOTE=Dark_Light;32003876] Is this so called applied 'feminism' really trying to do away with sexism or is it just another label for something which is inherently discriminatory?[/QUOTE]
i abhor the derogatory use of the word feminism when applied to something that is obviously unrelated to feminism in any way.
the law isn't created to communicate or apply sexism to men, it's to protect victims from situations that they don't want to be in. it's utterly unimportant to the emancipation of women how rape is treated and to pretend so by repeating lines picked up from self-proclaimed "culture warriors" isn't helping your position.
putting yourself into a bad situation is not a crime and should not be used to excuse other crimes. it's essentially a higher form of saying "she dressed/acted provocatively".
Holy long posts batman
Oh boy.... Okay Regarc, I can give some very relevant tips to you seeing as I was in the same situation as you, albeit less drastic.
Go back to this time last summer... August 23rd to be exact. I had just gotten back from camping with one of my friends, a couple of his female friends from a city 600 km away, and one of their moms. The weekend was a complete blast, and the fact that my friend spent all his time with one of the girls led me to spend most of my time with the other. I'm normally not ballsy... At all. Around her, however, I was doing things I normally wouldn't do. Cliff jumping into freezing cold lakes and the like.
The end of the camp comes, and we are texting on the way home. She sends me a verse of a song she had been writing... It's clear that it's a love song, but she didn't say it was for me. Her phone dies, so we stop talking. When I get home, we talked on msn in a group chat, for a long time, until I man up and send her a message saying "That song, it's about me, isn't it?". She takes a long time to answer, so I figure she is freaking out thinking I found it offensive or something... So before she says anything I say "I like you too." Long story short, we talk all night, both of us talking about how amazing we feel, blah blah blah. It is facebook official by the next day.
School is about to start, so we make plans to get together on (Canadian) Thanksgiving weekend, in October. Until then, we text nonstop. Thanksgiving weekend comes (my friend and I from camp both take a bus up, since he is now dating the other girl from camp), and we spend a fucking fantastic weekend with our girlfriends. Things go off mostly without a hitch, besides my girlfriends dad almost kicking my friends girlfriend out of the house...
Over the next few months, I spend a lot of money in order to see her. She is never able to take busses down, though her and her mom do come visit my house around Christmas. Besides that, we talk, and see eachother atleast once every month. Basically always at my expense. Worse than spending the money, I spent a lot of time, and opportunities. I gave up a school band trip to CUBA for gods sake. Oh the things "love" makes you do.
It is now March, of this year. We've been dating for close to 7 months, and things are hard at the moment because her parents are getting a divorce and her dad is being a complete douchebag about everything (even now, her and her dad don't talk or spend time together). Thanks to her dad, her coming down for my birthday at the end of march was cancelled. Instead, I was invited with them on a weeklong ski trip during a week where I have school, and with a weeks warning to get money together. I felt conflicted about going, but as it was the only opportunity to see her for around a month, I pushed hard to get it to happen (it didn't help that she was mad at me at the time because she thought I would blame her for her not being able to come... And she was very depressed, and I wanted to change that).
So I wind up spending all my birthday money on a week long ski trip, which was definitely fun. We weren't all that physical, since we had fallen into a place where playing games together was "normal" for us, and was the easiest thing to do together, even when NOT 600 km apart (plus I was whipped as fuck [NEVER AGAIN] and if she said she wanted to play games there was no way I would go against that).
Fast forward another month. We get this camping trip to happen near my city, so we get together for that, with my dad and her mom there. It's the least physical visit of all of them, mostly due to her being EXTREMELY depressed, for a reason that I will get to in a second.
We get home, and barely talk the entire sunday. Monday, we don't talk either (believe me I wanted to, she just didn't answer texts). However, around lunchtime, she tells me that she wants to talk to me on msn when I get home. I can't focus in any class, I'm freaking the fuck out. I get home, she's nowhere to be seen online. After I panic for an hour, she comes on, and says "hey". I had already figured out what this was gonna be about, and so we talk, and she gives her reasons for wanting to break up, and it actually makes complete and perfect sense to me, just I had apparently been in denial. I start feeling a lot better, we agree to still be friends, and our turned-out-to-be mutual break up went swimmingly. Within 20 minutes, we were talking about what other guys/girls we were interested in, without even a twinge of jealousy on either side.
Within the next two days, my confidence level literally tripled. Within a week, it tripled two more times. I was a completely different person, having realized all the mistakes I had made in that relationship. I decided to calculate all the money I'd put into travelling to see her... It was about $1200. Over 8 months. At the time, I'd have paid any price, but in retrospect, it reaaally fucked up my financial situation to do that. I also didn't get a part time job since it would have made it hard to get weekends with her.
It troubles me that you've already spent 1000 POUNDS on seeing her... That was one visit. Yeah, it was long as fuck, but still. There ARE other girls out there man... I know she's your first, I know you "love her" exactly like I "loved" my girlfriend... I don't think it was love, just extremely deep caring. Hell, I still care for her, a lot, and do go out of my way from time to time to cheer her up. Either way, never again will I go so crazy about trying to make arrangements work.
[B]I'm not going to say "BREAK OFF ALL CONTACT AND DUMP HER!!!" because I KNOW you will not listen. What I am going to say, is that you are going to regret these next months/years of your life. You won't regret the good times you have with her, but when the almost inevitable breakup happens and you've spent DEAR GOD knows how much money on travelling ACROSS THE OCEAN to see a FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL (my girlfriend was 14 too, btw) when you are SIXTEEN, I guarantee you will wish you didn't spend your and your parents money on this. I promise it. You also will miss a lot of opportunities due to you being so focused on getting to see her. Now, if you want to take peoples advice and break up with her now and cut the losses, then awesome. But I really don't see this happening, so just... Heed my warning.[/B]
I sorta have a feeling this will be one of the cases where the person has to learn the lesson themselves.
HOLY FUCK THAT IS A LOT OF WORDS. Regarc, don't go all "tl;dr" on me now.
[QUOTE=Octyl;32006659]HOLY FUCK THAT IS A LOT OF WORDS. Regarc, don't go all "tl;dr" on me now.[/QUOTE]
This is about all I read on this page and I can already tell it's going to be a fight about long distance relationships.
long distance relationships dont work. they never do.
time + money is wasted and in the end you might feel hurt. you might as well break up if your romantically engaged partner is moving away
[QUOTE=Ruski v2.0;32009427]long distance relationships dont work. they never do.
time + money is wasted and in the end you might feel hurt. you might as well break up if your romantically engaged partner is moving away[/QUOTE]
Disagree, the relationship actually worked well... They are more trouble than they are worth, however, and I would say never do a long distance relationship without an end fairly close by. (end to it being long distance, that is.)
I think long distance relationships can work out, it just depends on some things.But its a low chance that it will work out, if it does, awesome, if it doesn't... well, you learned your lesson, I don't agree at all that you should cut off all communication, I think you should keep talking, but spending all this money on her, I think you will regret it, because eventually I believe you will break up, but then again anything is possible, you never know, so I say stay in a relationship with her, but first really think about it, I mean alot. well I don't really know what else to say, good luck
So now i'm in this mess again, another girl wants to start talking with me..
'the hell is going on there?
talk to her, just don't get in a relationship, how do you meet these girls?
[QUOTE=falloutguy;32012410]talk to her, just don't get in a relationship, how do you meet these girls?[/QUOTE]
The previous one was on a local community, this one is a friend's ex, he told me about her. She's cute and all, but.. i dunno.. she's a '95..
She does look at me sometimes in the cafeteria at the school (she's in first grade, i'm in third). I DUNNO
my ldr ends officially the 1st of september when i get the key to my apartment, however, we've been able to see each other whenever since june, and we've spent most of our time together, so i guess you could say it ended back then, but my point is: it can work
THIRD GRADE?! oh man, you shouldn't be dating until like highschool man, and girls give me looks in the cafeteria all the time, doesnt mean anything, I probably have something on my face, like food, looks don't mean shit, especially in 3rd grade
EDIT: excuse my language
[QUOTE=falloutguy;32012501]THIRD GRADE?! oh man, you shouldn't be dating until like highschool man, and girls give me looks in the cafeteria all the time, doesnt mean anything, I probably have something on my face, like food, looks don't mean shit, especially in 3rd grade
EDIT: excuse my language[/QUOTE]
Highschool? Fuck that shit, i'm done after this.
Apparently she wants to talk with me more, but i have no idea what to say.
talk to her, about anything, ask her about her hobbies and interests, what she wants to do with her life (well shes in 1st grade so im assuming she prolly hasnt thought about that much)
[QUOTE=falloutguy;32012548]talk to her, about anything, ask her about her hobbies and interests, what she wants to do with her life (well shes in 1st grade so im assuming she prolly hasnt thought about that much)[/QUOTE]
I really can't talk about anything serious. Apparently my social skills derives from Asperger, and i have a diagnose.
Giraffen why do you need advice for every girl who wants to talk to you?
Talking doesn't mean she's ready to strip naked and jump on your cock
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[QUOTE=falloutguy;32012501]THIRD GRADE?! oh man, you shouldn't be dating until like highschool man, and girls give me looks in the cafeteria all the time, doesnt mean anything, I probably have something on my face, like food, looks don't mean shit, especially in 3rd grade
EDIT: excuse my language[/QUOTE]
Note: He's from Sweden, which means she's in her first year of "high school", he's in his third and last. It's a different school system. You start out in first grade when you're 7, then you continue up to tenth grade, and after that it's called first, seccond and third again. She's not in first grade as in 7 years old. Had you read his post, you'd also know that she was born in 95, so she's 16/17, he's two years older, so he's 17/18.
[QUOTE=SaWAH;32012461]my ldr ends officially the 1st of september when i get the key to my apartment, however, we've been able to see each other whenever since june, and we've spent most of our time together, so i guess you could say it ended back then, but my point is: it can work[/QUOTE]
long distance relationships can work, but they are annoying to maintain and usually result in wasted time.
I'd be too paranoid that my partner would be cheating on someone or something.
[QUOTE=polarbear.;32013673]I'd be too paranoid that my partner would be cheating on someone or something.[/QUOTE]
if youre that insecure it shouldnt change suddenly just because theyre further away
[QUOTE=SaWAH;32013288]Note: He's from Sweden, which means she's in her first year of "high school", he's in his third and last. It's a different school system. You start out in first grade when you're 7, then you continue up to tenth grade, and after that it's called first, seccond and third again. She's not in first grade as in 7 years old. Had you read his post, you'd also know that she was born in 95, so she's 16/17, he's two years older, so he's 17/18.[/QUOTE]
I did read most of his post, and I apologize, I was unaware of the different school system in Sweden, in fact I didn't even know he lived in sweden
[QUOTE=Giraffen93;32012695]I really can't talk about anything serious. Apparently my social skills derives from Asperger, and i have a diagnose.[/QUOTE]
You could talk about anything. Hell, I started off a text convo with a friend of mine by saying "I just jizzed, and now I'm thinking of you." Funniest shit ever.
[QUOTE=falloutguy;32012548]talk to her, about anything, ask her about her hobbies and interests, what she wants to do with her life (well shes in 1st grade so im assuming she prolly hasnt thought about that much)[/QUOTE]
ummmm
Maybe I just have some extreme short-term memory loss but weren't you just talking about how you were in an internet relationship? I mean, that doesn't exactly put you in a position to give others advice.
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