Gotta quit it like a heroin addiction, Duda. No visiting, no social media ‘checking’, no texting. And do it without “closure”. You’re only digging yourself into a deeper hole.
You’ll probably still think about her a year or two or three or… etc. from now. But each day forward, the grip that this illusion of a relationship has on you will lessen. And eventually the specter of what-could-have-been fades into darkness.
A few days ago, I had to sit in a 2-hour-long meeting, the bulk of which consisted of discussion about how cold we all (read: the women) were. Thermostat was set to 72 that day. It’s now set at 77. It’s insanely hot and I still catch these nut-jobs in sweaters.
My last girlfriend was still in college (PGP) and had already gotten botox. Born to be a trophy wife… which now that I think of it is probably why it didn’t work out.
It’s estimated that 1/3+ of all homeless in the US have schizophrenia, and at any given time, there are more people with severe psychiatric disorders in the homeless population than are receiving care. Pretty sad stuff.
Stringing someone along has been a thing forever. It’s just a little bit easier now because texting is really easy. Refuse to play the bench, guys. Remember, quitters never lose.
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Did you forget to invite your bride to the wedding?
“I work as a consultant. Which is to say, I actually don’t work at all”
Have sex with him. Bet you wont.
Gotta quit it like a heroin addiction, Duda. No visiting, no social media ‘checking’, no texting. And do it without “closure”. You’re only digging yourself into a deeper hole.
You’ll probably still think about her a year or two or three or… etc. from now. But each day forward, the grip that this illusion of a relationship has on you will lessen. And eventually the specter of what-could-have-been fades into darkness.
This is my favorite comment ever.
KILL HE.. oh, sorry. I get a little carried away sometimes.
A few days ago, I had to sit in a 2-hour-long meeting, the bulk of which consisted of discussion about how cold we all (read: the women) were. Thermostat was set to 72 that day. It’s now set at 77. It’s insanely hot and I still catch these nut-jobs in sweaters.
I’d rather get stabbed to death than have a hangover on my flight
Username checks out.
My last girlfriend was still in college (PGP) and had already gotten botox. Born to be a trophy wife… which now that I think of it is probably why it didn’t work out.
Who said romance was dead?
Release identities and tell us who you picked. k thanks.
okay okay. TELL US WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE GIRL!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tongue-in-cheek
She should those shoes to good use and walk off a cliff
Oh look, nanny-state democrats pissed off they don’t have absolute authority over a fucking kids game.
You think you hated your coworkers before? Wait until you start selling drugs.
It’s estimated that 1/3+ of all homeless in the US have schizophrenia, and at any given time, there are more people with severe psychiatric disorders in the homeless population than are receiving care. Pretty sad stuff.
You could always head on over to Hulk Hogan’s new website: Jezebel
Stringing someone along has been a thing forever. It’s just a little bit easier now because texting is really easy. Refuse to play the bench, guys. Remember, quitters never lose.