TMI
No, it was definitely TMI.
This is why we can't have nice things.
I can't wish Andrew happiness, I can't want him to be happy with whatever girlfriend he has now. The one he has now is actually cute and seems smart (from what common friends tell me), she's in Med School, as well, but I still hope to hell she realises what a scumbag he is and that she breaks up with him like very soon. I can't not be bitter, I can't help spitting venom whenever he tries to talk to me (or ignoring him, for that matter). I've known him for over 5 years, the saddest part is that I'm never 100% sure I'm over him, maybe I never will be, I guess that's what you get when you really love someone and are willing to put up with anything just to see them again or whatever, like I was for 4 years. It's good that I'm still not talking to him, but it pisses me off that I haven't reached that stage where I'm just minding my own business and don't mind him at all and wish him a happy life. I can't. I want him to keep looking for love and not find it, and still stay in love with me like he claims, and get hurt and rejected and see what it was like for me. But most of all I wish someone did to him the same he did to me - blab about wanting to give it another try, go on a couple dates, then leave for fucking good without telling him. Without saying goodbye - because "I thought it was easier this way". I don't care if I'm a bad person, and that's bad enough, but I really can't wish him well. Not now. Not yet. I don't know how long it's gonna take. Somehow I hope I'll be able to move on and not hate him anymore.
good lord
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I saw it....
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I saw it....
figured I wasn't going to waste time saying what's already been said
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I saw it....
figured I wasn't going to waste time saying what's already been said
True. Too much talk of cheeseburgers around here as it is!
Okay, this is where the old southern girl in me comes out...so, cover your asses, 'cause here goes.
Irina, he is a d*ck.
You should never wish him well. In fact, you shouldn't waste your time wishing anything on him.
None of that stuff you wish on him will ever happen, because he doesn't have feelings like you do. He just is a d*ck. He will never fall for someone he can't control.
You are above him already. You have real feelings. You are a real person. You are the type of person that sees the best in people. That's why you fell for his sh*t line. You wanted to believe that he is better than he is.
And now it's time for you to know the truth.
He will never be better.
Real love is reciprocated. IT IS NOT LOVE, IF IT ISN'T GIVEN BACK.
You only lost a little of your heart, and you know this deep inside. You were addicted to the feeling of love, not him.
It hurts bad now, but it will lessen. And one day you will wake up and not miss him at all.
When you are really truly happy and finally back in your own groove, that's when you shine your brightest, and that's when real love shows up. You won't even be looking for it. That's how it works.
And please, continue to hate him. He did awful thing will full intent to have only HIS way. It doesn't make you less of a person.
The awful terrible loathing inside that you feel towards him, that's nature's way of warning you for self preservation's sake, that he is indeed a d*ck. Just like when you feel intense heat, right before you get burned.
Nah, strike that, don't hate him. Don't waste one more drop of your energy feeling anything else towards him. Get busy loving and treating yourself to extra fun things, that isn't hard to do. You are awesome.
What we do in the south after a break up:
1.eat a carton of ice cream while crying
2.put your hair up in a messy bun
3.wear your jogging suit
4.don't answer the door or phone calls all day
5.watch a marathon of chick flicks while doing your nails
6.wake up the next day feeling empowered that we have regained control and never again give away super powers.
Irina the only way to not think about him anymore, for good or bad, it to force yourself to cut all manor of contact for an extended period of time. Like a year, maybe.
Block him of facebook. Block his number. Block his email. Refuse to let yourself "just check" what he is up to online or by asking mutual friends.
Cut him out all the way and completely and one day you will wake up and realise you haven't given him a second thought in months. And it will make you feel nothing except maybe a bit of sadness for what is lost, but no more.
I'll say something just because maybe you will believe me if I do.
There is someone from my past I never talk about with anyone-mostly because people judge harshly what they do not have all information about. A year or maybe a bit more I ceased all manors of being able to communicate or see what he was up to at all. And I finally got over it, all the bitter and all the remorse, after five years.
I recently was self loathing enough to visit somewhere where I would see what he was up to and was surprised to learn I could give a shit less. There will always be some remnant of love, but I can now live with it and and not think about it at all except as something i grew from.
Kick him the fuck out of your vision completely and utterly for as long as you must.
Okay, this is where the old southern girl in me comes out...so, cover your asses, 'cause here goes.
Irina, he is a d*ck.
You should never wish him well. In fact, you shouldn't waste your time wishing anything on him.
None of that stuff you wish on him will ever happen, because he doesn't have feelings like you do. He just is a d*ck. He will never fall for someone he can't control.
You are above him already. You have real feelings. You are a real person. You are the type of person that sees the best in people. That's why you fell for his sh*t line. You wanted to believe that he is better than he is.
And now it's time for you to know the truth.
He will never be better.
Real love is reciprocated. IT IS NOT LOVE, IF IT ISN'T GIVEN BACK.
You only lost a little of your heart, and you know this deep inside. You were addicted to the feeling of love, not him.
It hurts bad now, but it will lessen. And one day you will wake up and not miss him at all.
When you are really truly happy and finally back in your own groove, that's when you shine your brightest, and that's when real love shows up. You won't even be looking for it. That's how it works.
And please, continue to hate him. He did awful thing will full intent to have only HIS way. It doesn't make you less of a person.
The awful terrible loathing inside that you feel towards him, that's nature's way of warning you for self preservation's sake, that he is indeed a d*ck. Just like when you feel intense heat, right before you get burned.
Nah, strike that, don't hate him. Don't waste one more drop of your energy feeling anything else towards him. Get busy loving and treating yourself to extra fun things, that isn't hard to do. You are awesome.
What we do in the south after a break up:
1.eat a carton of ice cream while crying
2.put your hair up in a messy bun
3.wear your jogging suit
4.don't answer the door or phone calls all day
5.watch a marathon of chick flicks while doing your nails
6.wake up the next day feeling empowered that we have regained control and never again give away super powers.
I like this girl.
Two things were a bit off, though. We never dated, so no actual break-up, and it doesn't hurt anymore, I've spent the past 7 years away from him, only talked to him for a few weeks when I really lost my strength, but then he was a moron once again and nope not talking to you again. ^5 for all the typically Irina advice you're giving.
Block him of facebook. Block his number. Block his email. Refuse to let yourself "just check" what he is up to online or by asking mutual friends.
Cut him out all the way and completely and one day you will wake up and realise you haven't given him a second thought in months. And it will make you feel nothing except maybe a bit of sadness for what is lost, but no more.
I'll say something just because maybe you will believe me if I do.
There is someone from my past I never talk about with anyone-mostly because people judge harshly what they do not have all information about. A year or maybe a bit more I ceased all manors of being able to communicate or see what he was up to at all. And I finally got over it, all the bitter and all the remorse, after five years.
I recently was self loathing enough to visit somewhere where I would see what he was up to and was surprised to learn I could give a shit less. There will always be some remnant of love, but I can now live with it and and not think about it at all except as something i grew from.
Kick him the fuck out of your vision completely and utterly for as long as you must.
Some day I'll do that. For now I like to feel strong knowing that I still don't talk about him and usually don't care even if I see him in my Messenger list. It's like staying in a room full of smokers after you've quit. Makes you feel good if you don't light one yourself.
But yeah, I can totally see the benefits of that.
Okay, this is where the old southern girl in me comes out...so, cover your asses, 'cause here goes.
Irina, he is a d*ck.
You should never wish him well. In fact, you shouldn't waste your time wishing anything on him.
None of that stuff you wish on him will ever happen, because he doesn't have feelings like you do. He just is a d*ck. He will never fall for someone he can't control.
You are above him already. You have real feelings. You are a real person. You are the type of person that sees the best in people. That's why you fell for his sh*t line. You wanted to believe that he is better than he is.
And now it's time for you to know the truth.
He will never be better.
Real love is reciprocated. IT IS NOT LOVE, IF IT ISN'T GIVEN BACK.
You only lost a little of your heart, and you know this deep inside. You were addicted to the feeling of love, not him.
It hurts bad now, but it will lessen. And one day you will wake up and not miss him at all.
When you are really truly happy and finally back in your own groove, that's when you shine your brightest, and that's when real love shows up. You won't even be looking for it. That's how it works.
And please, continue to hate him. He did awful thing will full intent to have only HIS way. It doesn't make you less of a person.
The awful terrible loathing inside that you feel towards him, that's nature's way of warning you for self preservation's sake, that he is indeed a d*ck. Just like when you feel intense heat, right before you get burned.
Nah, strike that, don't hate him. Don't waste one more drop of your energy feeling anything else towards him. Get busy loving and treating yourself to extra fun things, that isn't hard to do. You are awesome.
What we do in the south after a break up:
1.eat a carton of ice cream while crying
2.put your hair up in a messy bun
3.wear your jogging suit
4.don't answer the door or phone calls all day
5.watch a marathon of chick flicks while doing your nails
6.wake up the next day feeling empowered that we have regained control and never again give away super powers.
Your advice is shit. Wear this, do that, watch this, employ yourself in external stimulation without relevance... it isn't even advice. You just typed some shit, and you don't even know the guy you're talking about, which makes me sure that you do know him, or rather that you're talking about someone else. Memento mori, mother fucker: you ain't got super powers, except to accept your mortality without relying on some illogical concept that you pulled out of your ass.
Um, wot?
This is why we can't have nice things.
Phone sucks for posting posts.
This is why we can't have nice things.
Um, wot?
to him*. I had just woken up when I posted that.
Interesting that you used the smoker analogy. A lot of ex-smokers hang around smokers just to get the second hand smoke, which is actually worse for you than smoking the cigarette itself. Seems like that's what you're doing with this guy.
Giving advice about giving advice.
The sentiment is mutual. Right back at you.
You want to be included so bad. Talk about something that doesn't matter to you at all.
Cuss at strangers. Because you care. Why bother? Do you really care about either of us so much?
Or you just typing to see your own print. You just typed some sh*t.
And, the only advice I gave Irina is to take care of herself. Not worry about negative influences.
You took what I said out of context. I never told her to do that list as I do. I just said, it's what I do to cope. And yes, I've run into a jerk like that before. They are the same breed.
You are pretty negative. Have you given Irina any comfort? Or would you rather use my comfort towards her, as an opportunity to take the thread to a negative place and bring attention from her to yourself?
Block him of facebook. Block his number. Block his email. Refuse to let yourself "just check" what he is up to online or by asking mutual friends.
Cut him out all the way and completely and one day you will wake up and realise you haven't given him a second thought in months. And it will make you feel nothing except maybe a bit of sadness for what is lost, but no more.
I'll say something just because maybe you will believe me if I do.
There is someone from my past I never talk about with anyone-mostly because people judge harshly what they do not have all information about. A year or maybe a bit more I ceased all manors of being able to communicate or see what he was up to at all. And I finally got over it, all the bitter and all the remorse, after five years.
I recently was self loathing enough to visit somewhere where I would see what he was up to and was surprised to learn I could give a shit less. There will always be some remnant of love, but I can now live with it and and not think about it at all except as something i grew from.
Kick him the fuck out of your vision completely and utterly for as long as you must.
I've got one of those, too.
The sentiment is mutual. Right back at you.
You want to be included so bad. Talk about something that doesn't matter to you at all.
Cuss at strangers. Because you care. Why bother? Do you really care about either of us so much?
Or you just typing to see your own print. You just typed some sh*t.
And, the only advice I gave Irina is to take care of herself. Not worry about negative influences.
You took what I said out of context. I never told her to do that list as I do. I just said, it's what I do to cope. And yes, I've run into a jerk like that before. They are the same breed.
You are pretty negative. Have you given Irina any comfort? Or would you rather use my comfort towards her, as an opportunity to take the thread to a negative place and bring attention from her to yourself?
Your advice on giving advice about giving advice is bad. There was once an elk running along a ravine until it tripped over a rock and fell into the ravine. The water washed him down to his family but he had already drowned by then, so the family followed his trail all the way to the rock he tripped over. They knew they had the correct rock because the elk's blood was on it, that's how hard he unintentionally hit it. Accidental force at purposeful velocity. They decided the rock was cursed, and together, they nudged with all of their combined might until they forced it off of it's foundation and rolled it into the ravine. To their amazement, the stone floated instead of sunk...it floated all the way down the same path the elk was carried, and to even more of their amazement, slammed into the dead elk...as if magnetically drawn. Now the rock and elk were stuck together, since nobody could go into the water and remove them, damned to lay together, as eternal bed-mates. The elk family all collectively agreed that they should not have sent the stone into the water. They all agreed they should have left it in it's spot in the ground. They agreed their fallen member, too, should have minded the stones in the ground, for he would not have tripped over it otherwise. Should've, would've, could've. But, when you are running from a hunter, you don't have time for thoughts like those.
Was it a lava rock? What with the floating?
Look, I'm not a petrologist, just an advice doctor.
Was it a pumice stone? Because they totaly could have broken it into small pieces and sold it to people to help smooth out there tough patches of skin and such. Then they could have raised enough money to get a nice memorial set up.
As your attorney, my advise to you is to start drinking heavily(er).-Tuffy
uhg.
Yup, not my best idea I know.
As your attorney, my advise to you is to start drinking heavily(er).-Tuffy
The sentiment is mutual. Right back at you.
You want to be included so bad. Talk about something that doesn't matter to you at all.
Cuss at strangers. Because you care. Why bother? Do you really care about either of us so much?
Or you just typing to see your own print. You just typed some sh*t.
And, the only advice I gave Irina is to take care of herself. Not worry about negative influences.
You took what I said out of context. I never told her to do that list as I do. I just said, it's what I do to cope. And yes, I've run into a jerk like that before. They are the same breed.
You are pretty negative. Have you given Irina any comfort? Or would you rather use my comfort towards her, as an opportunity to take the thread to a negative place and bring attention from her to yourself?
Your advice on giving advice about giving advice is bad. There was once an elk running along a ravine until it tripped over a rock and fell into the ravine. The water washed him down to his family but he had already drowned by then, so the family followed his trail all the way to the rock he tripped over. They knew they had the correct rock because the elk's blood was on it, that's how hard he unintentionally hit it. Accidental force at purposeful velocity. They decided the rock was cursed, and together, they nudged with all of their combined might until they forced it off of it's foundation and rolled it into the ravine. To their amazement, the stone floated instead of sunk...it floated all the way down the same path the elk was carried, and to even more of their amazement, slammed into the dead elk...as if magnetically drawn. Now the rock and elk were stuck together, since nobody could go into the water and remove them, damned to lay together, as eternal bed-mates. The elk family all collectively agreed that they should not have sent the stone into the water. They all agreed they should have left it in it's spot in the ground. They agreed their fallen member, too, should have minded the stones in the ground, for he would not have tripped over it otherwise. Should've, would've, could've. But, when you are running from a hunter, you don't have time for thoughts like those.
Why haven't you written a book?
Um, what?
Yup. Up to four times as worse. That's why it should be illegal.
Okay, we'll ban second hand smoking than. Everybody just stop doing it.
Seriously. Freakin' irresponsible people. I light up expecting these vultures to clear out, but no, I get more of them huddling around me. Now I have to fart every time I want to get people away from me.
Even toddlers are doing it. All the time. Kids if your parents light up in the house, be responsible. Climb out of those cribs and crawl outside. Seriously. You could use the exercise. Don't give me that "It's just baby fat" bullshit.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Um, what?
Think about it for a second. It's not filtered. Why do you think they don't allow smoking in bars, restaurants and the like anymore? There have been many cases of former bartenders, etc suing their workplaces for health issues related to second hand smoke.
So I learned that even the smallest amount of red velvet cake leads to all of your insides getting so thoroughly mixed with red food coloring that it could all pass for fake blood, which is really horrifying when you forget what you ate and see it all again. I know this because I did too much alcohol.
Aren't there supposedly chemical changes from the smoke that is exhaled that make it worse than what was inhaled too?
Yeah, I'd say that's certainly a possibility.
The sentiment is mutual. Right back at you.
You want to be included so bad. Talk about something that doesn't matter to you at all.
Cuss at strangers. Because you care. Why bother? Do you really care about either of us so much?
Or you just typing to see your own print. You just typed some sh*t.
And, the only advice I gave Irina is to take care of herself. Not worry about negative influences.
You took what I said out of context. I never told her to do that list as I do. I just said, it's what I do to cope. And yes, I've run into a jerk like that before. They are the same breed.
You are pretty negative. Have you given Irina any comfort? Or would you rather use my comfort towards her, as an opportunity to take the thread to a negative place and bring attention from her to yourself?
Alright, I apologize then. I don't really care about either of you, obviously, because I don't really know you, but I read of the situation and that I do care about, because situations are universal. The situation to me was this: Person A wants to forgive and stop hating Person B, Person C (you) tells them not to because the person is a dick and will never change, C and B having never met. And I'm over here thinking that forgiveness is, like, divine, man (but never pay full price for late pizza).
TMNT reference. Nice.
Yeah, I was almost loving Nighty for that, and I still haven't all the way forgiven him for going off on me for what hill-rat said to him that one time. 
Um, what?
Think about it for a second. It's not filtered. Why do you think they don't allow smoking in bars, restaurants and the like anymore? There have been many cases of former bartenders, etc suing their workplaces for health issues related to second hand smoke.
Yeah, the amount of smoke that comes straight off of the cigarette compared to that amount that is filtered, and then inhaled and exhaled is extremely small. I'm not saying that second hand isn't bad, but four times as bad seems a little outrageous. However if this is true,
No really.
You're going to make me look this shis up aren't you?
Inhale oxygen, exhale carbon dioxide.
Inhale toxic cigarette smoke, exhale even more toxic nasty shit.
TMI: In the last couple of days the amount of times I have to pee has increased by a zillion percent.
I know that feel.
Yeah, the amount of smoke that comes straight off of the cigarette compared to that amount that is filtered, and then inhaled and exhaled is extremely small. I'm not saying that second hand isn't bad, but four times as bad seems a little outrageous.
I never said 4 times as worse. I just said worse. The smoke from the burning end of the cigarette contains worse chemicals than the smoke that a smoker exhales, but anyway this was not the point of my original post.
Yeah, Ritt said that, my fault. Just forgot.
I know that feel.
Are you expecting Mike!!!!??
Yay, Mike baby! hehe
My TMI - All these females in the same house suck because it's caused me to have shark week twice this month. Boo.
"We're developing a new citizenry. One that will be very selective about cereals and automobiles, but won't be able to think."
— Rod Serling
"Chuck calls Noah fortnightly on his bakelite rotary phone and gives him publisher's insider information and stock tips."- Tuffy
Shark week!
Shark week!!!
This is why we can't have nice things.
ah fuck, shark week.
TMI: My mom had early menopause (other health reasons brought it on), but then my sister and I both moved back in briefly one month when we were in our early twenties, and had our normal monthly thing, and it brought a monthly thing on my mom at the same time... after she hadn't had one in years.
Having a Carrie moment here in TMI.
This is why we can't have nice things.
I got mine for Christmas and it was actually the best Christmas present I could've gotten this year. You all freaked me out that I might have been pregnant. I am now on my regular cycle and baby-less for now.
Tuffy please be careful with your strength!