| I once had a girl that ****ed me up sideways and front, rolled me over and turned me into a ****ing sweat filled tear-filled fucking greese napkin.
She was completely insane, she took 30 advils every time she felt sad. She tried to commit suicide, and told me about it every time. She called me when she was on the edge of a roof, ready to jump, asking if I still loved her. She tried to hit me and stab me, and tied me up mid-sex with a USB cable. We broke up every two days and got back that same night.
She was ****ed up, but in the end, we loved each other more than anything. And seeing her with a different guy kills me. I know I still have something for her.
I had a fight with my best friends. They're hoes before bros people. I don't like such people.
First thing I did was go back to work, as I always do. Thats life. Someone told me about a book called "The Game" in which a guy changed his life for the better.
After the game I was inspired. I started reading a book about NLP, mystery's books, and soon I had around 1500 books on self improvement, psychology, evolution, seduction, pickup, better sex, and about every other thing one could read to try to put himself out of misery. I watched every PUA related video I could find. Soon enough I was a girl magnet (Didn't have girl problems before, only now I had much more control over it.), stopped being annoying, got friendly around anyone, knew everybody when I walked into work, and shook hands with every male I met in town, hugged every girl I saw (and knew them all), and my phone book exploded with numbers of people I talked to in a pub or bar, mostly girls.
I could get any girl I wanted, but as soon as I saw her interest in me I didn't want her anymore. She wasn't good enough. No one was. They couldn't be, they weren't her.
I show people my beautiful life, I show them photos of me and my "friends", they want to hang around me. They want some of the fame.
But something is missing. And that is a twin soul. Someone to share my dying heart with, and someone to heal it from the ****ed up past thats haunting it.
Sometimes people do not understand the impact their stupid deeds have on people's lives.
Its been a year since I broke up with her, and while people around me assume and think I've had a million girlfriends since, because thats what it looks like from the outside, I haven't had even one.
I had a dream yesterday about meeting a girl. She was exactly like her, only with blonde hair and a bit more sane.
I met her through friends (which don't really exist in real life, they were only acknowledged in the dream and I felt I knew them all my life), and within 3 hours were sitting under a tree outside looking at the stars lighting the space between the tree's leaves and soon we kissed. I remember the sensation of biting her lower lip and the feeling we've known each other for a lifetime. Damn this is so ****ing awkward. I have felt so bad waking up from that dream. I wished I wouldn't.
I read in mystery's best seller that if love is let down, all other life system collapse after it. And I seem to be entering a downward spiral.
I have a feeling this trauma is messing with my life big time. I want to change that. I need help. You guys are amazing and have added so much to my life, and I couldn't ask for something more but I am desperate for help. _________________ "Any change is for the better."
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