Relationships! Please do tell....
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Thats cute. I guess i get to play the part of "that guy" I told a girl i loved her and she quizzed me. She literally asked "why" and when i told her she asked me to make a list of her faults, and when i gave her the list she basically said. "Hmm. I guess you do love me."ChaoticAwesome said:
Women get paranoid about the sincerity of the "I love you". Women like me just try to avoid it at all costs.RareDevil said:
So... did she ever say "I love you too"?
My gf cleaved me in the head with a bread knife because I, what I assumed was jokingly, walked in the kitchen and gave my best look of horror and went "Why the FUCK is there no dinner on this table wench!"
She didn't do it in a malicious way, just sort of gave a really fed up "Ahaaaaaa" and slapped me in the head with it. We love each other very much. I think. Oh and my nan has walked in on us having sex, I suppose that's your awkward story right there.
Still, a freakin' BREAD KNIFE.....
She didn't do it in a malicious way, just sort of gave a really fed up "Ahaaaaaa" and slapped me in the head with it. We love each other very much. I think. Oh and my nan has walked in on us having sex, I suppose that's your awkward story right there.
Still, a freakin' BREAD KNIFE.....
Awww. I was hoping for the good ending. But seriously that really sucks. (I feel a bit awful now.)RareDevil said:
And it also makes me immensely curious as I've had this argument before with my friends. Is it better to hear "I love you" and find out that it was a lie told to placate you or is it better to just be told the truth?
Not precisely a relationship, but I did get myself a stalker at one point. I work in retail, and a customer asked me out. We'd been joking about Baldur's Gate and Doctor Who, so even though he wasn't precisely my type, I decided to give it a shot. We went on one date where he proceeded to bring up politics, my future plans (as in marriage), and past relationships. Now, I'll be honest and say I'm not the greatest when it comes to intimacy or commitment in the first place. Especially when it's brought up on the first date. So I told him goodbye and that while he was nice, this wasn't a good time for me right now. Basically, a standard it's-not-you-it's-me speech. I figured it was polite enough and any sane man would understand it as me not wanting to see him again.
Apparently, though, he took my saying it wasn't a good time right now to mean that it would be a fine time in a week. So he called. I ignored it. So he called seven times in a row until I picked up. I told him, a little less nicely this time, I wasn't interested. He proceeds to show up at my work. I told him to leave and he did. When my shift ended, I called him to say he'd almost gotten me fired (a lie, but I hoped to guilt him into leaving me alone) and told him not to contact me again. It worked for about two weeks before he drove by my house and started calling again, asking if I'd like to go to a party and give things another shot. This time I threatened to call the police and then changed my phone number.
Fortunately I have a pretty big and aggressive dog and I don't live alone. But man oh man, this guy gave me the creeps. It was weird because I didn't take him for a perv when we went out. I just think he had zero social skills. Definitely the most horrific story I have, and while it wasn't a relationship for me, apparently the guy thought otherwise.
Apparently, though, he took my saying it wasn't a good time right now to mean that it would be a fine time in a week. So he called. I ignored it. So he called seven times in a row until I picked up. I told him, a little less nicely this time, I wasn't interested. He proceeds to show up at my work. I told him to leave and he did. When my shift ended, I called him to say he'd almost gotten me fired (a lie, but I hoped to guilt him into leaving me alone) and told him not to contact me again. It worked for about two weeks before he drove by my house and started calling again, asking if I'd like to go to a party and give things another shot. This time I threatened to call the police and then changed my phone number.
Fortunately I have a pretty big and aggressive dog and I don't live alone. But man oh man, this guy gave me the creeps. It was weird because I didn't take him for a perv when we went out. I just think he had zero social skills. Definitely the most horrific story I have, and while it wasn't a relationship for me, apparently the guy thought otherwise.
He was in luvs with you, high castle.
'Luvs' in this case meaning "had a creepy stalker 'thing' for you and good thing you got out of that or they might have found your face in his freezer". I have a cousin that acts the same way toward me (and I desperately with that was a lie).
'Luvs' in this case meaning "had a creepy stalker 'thing' for you and good thing you got out of that or they might have found your face in his freezer". I have a cousin that acts the same way toward me (and I desperately with that was a lie).
Ouch. At least my creepy stalker wasn't related to me. That definitely ups the squick factor quite a bit.ChaoticAwesome said:
Hmmm. Interesting. In the long run the truth is the best, in the short course the I Love You stops from any immediate pain. She said that we need to talk about the whole "I love you" thing.ChaoticAwesome said:
I mean Jaysus Fooking Christ, its this whole weird scenario. Really rather complicated. We have known each other for a bout four years, allways talked to each other about our relationships. Allways talk about any problems in our lives. I mean we hang out and the attraction is so strong it has gone past chemistry into physics. (which can kind of be a pun, because first we mixed the chemicals and then we just let things collide :^P). But its a whole SNAFU. I mean. . . I'm kind of the . . . guy on the side?
It was stoopid on both sides of the story. And especially for me to tell her i loved her. I mean, i asked her a question. Then she like. . . pressured me into divulging more. and it was basically "I. . . i was going to tell you. . . i fucking love you alright, but it wasn't the right time so i didn't." So it wasn't romantic. . .
yeah. . . But Gawd she has the most amazing eyes. And everything about her. . . just. . . amazing.
I wish I could say we don't have this in common...but we do. -_-EClaris said:
Yeah, the bastard can burn for all I care. Sorry, but he was terrible. Every time I tried to get away from him, he ended up becoming really possessive, and that started to get scary. Thank God for friends stepping in.
There was one other guy who I learned was a total loser. He dumped me for some girl he met over World of Warcraft after knowing her for a week. >.> Well, in the long run, that was probably better for sure.
Lawl @ the chemistry/physics pun.RareDevil said:
And the last bit made me squeal in girlish delight at the romantic-y ness of it (yes I can't say "I love you", but I get all up in giggles over fluffy stuff). Seriously, I kind of prefer the offhanded "I f*cking love you okay? Can we drop this?" bit over the super serious, gaze deeply into each other's eyes kind of I love you. I think it's all of the pressure we put on those words that makes it scary.
And it sounds like you still got it baaaaad for her. Are you still friends?
Well, hopefully. Since this all happened three days ago, i saw her last night, and the blackhawks won this morning. Only two of those facts are relevant . . .ChaoticAwesome said:
But yeah. It is love, not infatuation, i know this because i don't mind being touched by her feet. And i fucking hate feet. I mean seriously.and i am completely comfortable being vulnerable with her. And i have a fear of seeming weak infront of people . . . well every one but her.
Aww, squishy feelings! You know it's love when you can tolerate the feets. Hopefully last night went well...? (We have officially hijacked this thread. Nobody move!!)RareDevil said:
hmmm, I'm not so big on the horror stories. I've been married now for 5 months to the man I have been with for 8 years, most of which was long distance. I'm really lucky though because we had to move, which I have never done before, to another state for his job. I went spiraling into depression and anxiety and am still trying to claw my way out of it. Yay for drugs I suppose. He's been supportive and caring through all of the moping and panic attacks.
We fight, well we used to. The last one was about whether or not we should get married before moving to Cali. I won, I was right. That's pretty much a first though. Hopefully a last too.
We fight, well we used to. The last one was about whether or not we should get married before moving to Cali. I won, I was right. That's pretty much a first though. Hopefully a last too.