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Originally Posted by wombat33
# 1 Money
# 2 Your Looks
# 3 You not minding when they want to fuck other hot guys.
ok.. im feeling REALLY emotional and really bored...
Warning: I’ll be using this reply as an exacerbated rant. I’ll try to keep the tangents to a minimum.
My ex boyfriend and I were together for 8 months. We broke up 6 weeks ago.
I would have married him if he asked.
He possesed all those aforementioned qualities.
He isn’t comfortable with the idea of me stripping on cam and talking nasty with guys on niteflirt for pay. Mind you, I don’t fault him one bit for this. I wish with all my heart he could see past it, but I respect that he doesn’t. But I want my implants so badly and quickly, I have knowingly sacrificed an amazing guy and relationship.
looks
On our first date, I remember looking at him and not being impressed. But I wasn’t repulsed so I didn’t call it a night prematurely. We sat at the hibachi and juggled light conversation and watching the amazing tricks that the guy cooking in front of us could do. There was no awkwardness or uncomfortable pauses. We soon found out that we had the same show in common(among other things), LOST! He told me had seasons 1 and 2 on DVD. And just like that, we had a second date planned.
He came to my house 2 days later, DVD’s in hand. He respectfully introduced himself to my mom and lil sister. We proceeded upstairs to my room, with the door wide open! We watched as many episodes as we could before he would have felt too tired to drive home. He got a nice kiss goodbye, but no hanky-panky.
My mom and sister soon after berated me with questions about him. Both of them apparently found him more attractive than I did. But soon, his genuineness and brilliant smile won me over, in a big way.
To think… it was that common interest in a TV show that initiated something so great.
I could go on for hours (and paragraphs) about how what we had grew and grew, but I wont.
Money
He doesn’t have much. He’s a counselor at a middle school. He hardly ever gave me cash or brought me extravagant gifts. But we took exciting day trips and had great meals together out of his pocket :shrug
fucking other guys
I didn’t even THINK about it. I never even gave out my number to guys or even flirted. I didn’t take rides home from campus from guys I didn’t know. I didn’t even accept friend requests from guys on myspace.
I only wanted him. Even now, thinking about him makes me smile and gives me chills.
hung up?.. like a fucking rotary phone!! :?
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here's a link to a (i think) beautiful poem i wrote about him and us.
(myspace blog) :cry:
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu...3B8E4F89621952