A while back a girl, with whom I was in love, and I broke up. She is beautiful, intelligent and moral: divine. She has dark hair, green eyes; she has an elegance that sets her apart. She is not the port in the proverbial storm but the rock: her affection is earned the hard way. She parts with emotion, as a stone might with blood.
I knew it would not work out and I ended things: I was falling for a girl who could not possibly reciprocate. Had I simply followed my instinct and left things alone it would have been, painful but, the right course of action. Plagued by continual doubt events took their due course.
A few months ago I broke up with a girl I had been seeing, casually, because she was still on my mind. I arranged a luncheon with my old flame and over the pasta I expressed my undying love. Her reaction was typical; she was ambiguous; her reaction was enough to keep me interested but not enough to assure me where her affections lay.
I pursued her, vigorously, in the next few weeks. It became clear to me that my initial feelings about her attachment to me were correct. It feels foolish to put your heart on the line once, but to do it twice: what an idiot!!
It reminded of another girl from about four years ago. She was articulate; beautiful; aware; she even played chess. After we initially got together we had a lengthy e-mail correspondence: we were separated by distance. It had to be terminated due to her already being spoken for.
I thought there was no harm in re-reading those e-mails we sent each other. I didn't have the heart to delete them since she wrote so well and in an entertaining fashion. Bear in mind these e-mails were being read at about six am. To further compromise matters, I had returned from the pub and had begun working on my own stash: I couldn't have found my c*ck for a piss.
So, I find myself clicking reply and, four years later [scary stalker territory] I am sending her an e-mail. It's okay, I told myself the next morning. It's been a while, she will have changed her e-mail address. One day passed, then another ... nothing ... everything is fine. Now, today, I have a reply. I cannot read it. I am experiencing deep sensations of dread. I have only a vague recollection about what I sent her but I know it's not good.
I feel like Shaviximir: why do we feel the need to contact everyone we know when we are hopelessly intoxicated?
Originally posted by demonseedWell, I for one, hope you share her e-mail with us when you do read it, or. or at least a general idea of what it says. It's not fair to leave us wondering how this all turns out.
A while back a girl, with whom I was in love, and I broke up. She is beautiful, intelligent and moral: divine. She has dark hair, green eyes; she has an elegance that sets her apart. She is not the port in the proverbial storm but the rock: her affection is earned the hard way. She parts with emotion, as a stone might with blood.
I knew it would not wor ...[text shortened]... ir: why do we feel the need to contact everyone we know when we are hopelessly intoxicated?
Originally posted by DelmerI will, if you share something with me ... do you play on caissa?
Well, I for one, hope you share her e-mail with us when you do read it, or. or at least a general idea of what it says. It's not fair to leave us wondering how this all turns out.
I seem to remember a player with the same handle ...
Originally posted by demonseedBite the bullet brother and read it.
A while back a girl, with whom I was in love, and I broke up. She is beautiful, intelligent and moral: divine. She has dark hair, green eyes; she has an elegance that sets her apart. She is not the port in the proverbial storm but the rock: her affection is earned the hard way. She parts with emotion, as a stone might with blood.
I knew it would not wor ...[text shortened]... ir: why do we feel the need to contact everyone we know when we are hopelessly intoxicated?
If in doubt, laugh loudly and delete it. We guys sometimes do the dumbest things. I think its our nature.
Dont worry though, there are plenty more girls out there who dont know you are a raving gibberer so you are still in the game!
Get em!
😀
Originally posted by lordhighgusHa ha. Still can't do it. Read my, 'I am big raving poofter thread'!!
Bite the bullet brother and read it.
If in doubt, laugh loudly and delete it. We guys sometimes do the dumbest things. I think its our nature.
Dont worry though, there are plenty more girls out there who dont know you are a raving gibberer so you are still in the game!
Get em!
😀
Originally posted by demonseedThank you. Yes, I remember the handle sociopath though I don't remember if we ever actually played any games against each other. Your rating was probably too high unless we met in some of the open tournaments. Send me a challenge on Caissa and we'll play. And if you feel like you ever need to join another clan (a fifth from what I can see) check with me and maybe I can get you into Clan Caissa. Many of the members came from Caissa and you probably would remember them.
I used to play as sociopath about 7 years ago; recently I rejoined as portal1.
You were always a nice guy on that site from what I can remember.
