A few of you members seemed to be a little concerned about what happened to me over my Thanksgiving break.
I don't know all of the members here, so I thought that I should open myself up, and show you my true self.
Please read this, and no not disrespect my life style.
There is no tl;dr. You are not obligated to read this.
But, enjoy the story.
Me and this girl, Amber, started dating on the second to last day of school.
Summer soon started, and we began to hangout very often.
Soon enough, we we're eachothers best friends, and she even moved in with me.
This summer was amazing, I have a beautiful girlfriend, I'm out all night long with my friends having a blast, and I'm having sex (who doesn't like that?).
The only thing we both didn't like, was the fighting we constantly did.
I would always win the arguments, leaving her in tears.
So school was about to start up again, and we haven't seen eachother in about two weeks.
We're still constantly fighting, and I was tired of her shit. So I cut all ties to her.
I didn't open my mouth about her, I told everyone I only dated one person (Amber would make my second girlfriend), and I completely avoided all thoughts of her and memories at all costs.
On November 15th, at 9:36 PM, I recieve a message on FaceBook, stating
I'm not going to sit here and type out the entire conversation, but I'll summarize it.
Basically, I told her to get over it. She makes me look bad, and I hate her.
Days passed, and we kept messaging each other, not too often though, three to four messages a day.
On November 21st, my best friend Brooke moved away, which left me broken.
Me and Brooke have a past which is full of happiness, and at one point we almost dated.
I love Brooke with all of my heart, and I will do anything to please her.
So, with that being said, my bestfriend on the face of the Earth is leaving me, so I'm not too happy about that.
I then start thinking about my past, and Amber comes up.
I soon then started to miss hanging out with her, because she has a great personality, and we we're really close over the summer.
On November 24th, I see her status as "Like this and I'll do the whole honesty thing", for those of you who have a Facebook knows what I'm talking about.
I told her in a message to tell me what she honestly thought about me, because I knew it would be more personal and in depth.
So this is what I got...
The beginning was motivational, the ending sucked, but I was touched.
I told her that it was sweet, and I was tired of hiding my emotions, and I missed her.
She told me that she missed me too.
I told her that I didn't know why I missed her, and that I was scared.
She said that she could come see me, so I automatically accepted her invitation.
She also asked if she could sleepover, so I said sure to that too.
She said that she was at the mall, and that she would come to my house after that, I was excited.
So I cleaned up my room and I was ready to either cry, makeout, or fight.
I then was bored, and fell asleep because she didn't show up.
A few hours later, I awake to someone banging on the front door, it was Amber.
I delightfully let her in and we walked into my room, and we hugged for a second or two.
She climbed into my bed, and I knew that tonight wasn't going to be normal.
We started to cuddle soon enough, and then she kissed my cheek.
We soon then madeout for a minute or two, and when we stopped, she said "What the fuck was that?".
So we are both in confusion about what is going on, because we didn't expect this.
A few hours pass, and we are passionatly making out like never before.
I've honestly never been so passionate.
We talked for a good two hours, while I played League of Legends with her laying on my bed on the side of my computer desk.
After I was done with that, we made out passionately again and had sex. Which was amazing.
We cleaned up, and kept talking.
I found out, shes moving to Colorado. Less than a week from now.
We then started talking about our feelings for each other, and cried vigourosly.
I have never cried this much in my life, nor with another person.
If I have anything to cry about, I would do it mentally, or by myself.
I've never cried much, nor do I.
She told me how she would come back for me in a year, and I remember shouting NO and grabbing onto her shirt tighter as we bawled our tears out onto each other.
After hours of crying, we finally started talking again.
She spent the night at my house, for the whole weekend.
We kept getting closer, and I tried so much harder to convince her not to leave on Thursday to go to Colorado.
She pretty much has to go because her stuff is packed and her plane ticket is already paid for.
I know that I have to accept the facts, that this is out of my hands. But, I'm starting to get attatched to her again.
Me and her also discussed that I have no friends left.
I used to have about 10, really close best friends. But, they all moved away.
I have one best friend, and he's being deployed for Basic Training in March.
This is my story, and I ask for you all to read this, and not to feel sympathy for me.
Do not look at my different, and do not judge people by their color, style, or looks.
Stay positive, do whatever you can to make yourself happy.
I don't know all of the members here, so I thought that I should open myself up, and show you my true self.
Please read this, and no not disrespect my life style.
There is no tl;dr. You are not obligated to read this.
But, enjoy the story.
Me and this girl, Amber, started dating on the second to last day of school.
Summer soon started, and we began to hangout very often.
Soon enough, we we're eachothers best friends, and she even moved in with me.
This summer was amazing, I have a beautiful girlfriend, I'm out all night long with my friends having a blast, and I'm having sex (who doesn't like that?).
The only thing we both didn't like, was the fighting we constantly did.
I would always win the arguments, leaving her in tears.
So school was about to start up again, and we haven't seen eachother in about two weeks.
We're still constantly fighting, and I was tired of her shit. So I cut all ties to her.
I didn't open my mouth about her, I told everyone I only dated one person (Amber would make my second girlfriend), and I completely avoided all thoughts of her and memories at all costs.
On November 15th, at 9:36 PM, I recieve a message on FaceBook, stating
I'm not going to sit here and type out the entire conversation, but I'll summarize it.
Basically, I told her to get over it. She makes me look bad, and I hate her.
Days passed, and we kept messaging each other, not too often though, three to four messages a day.
On November 21st, my best friend Brooke moved away, which left me broken.
Me and Brooke have a past which is full of happiness, and at one point we almost dated.
I love Brooke with all of my heart, and I will do anything to please her.
So, with that being said, my bestfriend on the face of the Earth is leaving me, so I'm not too happy about that.
I then start thinking about my past, and Amber comes up.
I soon then started to miss hanging out with her, because she has a great personality, and we we're really close over the summer.
On November 24th, I see her status as "Like this and I'll do the whole honesty thing", for those of you who have a Facebook knows what I'm talking about.
I told her in a message to tell me what she honestly thought about me, because I knew it would be more personal and in depth.
So this is what I got...
The beginning was motivational, the ending sucked, but I was touched.
I told her that it was sweet, and I was tired of hiding my emotions, and I missed her.
She told me that she missed me too.
I told her that I didn't know why I missed her, and that I was scared.
She said that she could come see me, so I automatically accepted her invitation.
She also asked if she could sleepover, so I said sure to that too.
She said that she was at the mall, and that she would come to my house after that, I was excited.
So I cleaned up my room and I was ready to either cry, makeout, or fight.
I then was bored, and fell asleep because she didn't show up.
A few hours later, I awake to someone banging on the front door, it was Amber.
I delightfully let her in and we walked into my room, and we hugged for a second or two.
She climbed into my bed, and I knew that tonight wasn't going to be normal.
We started to cuddle soon enough, and then she kissed my cheek.
We soon then madeout for a minute or two, and when we stopped, she said "What the fuck was that?".
So we are both in confusion about what is going on, because we didn't expect this.
A few hours pass, and we are passionatly making out like never before.
I've honestly never been so passionate.
We talked for a good two hours, while I played League of Legends with her laying on my bed on the side of my computer desk.
After I was done with that, we made out passionately again and had sex. Which was amazing.
We cleaned up, and kept talking.
I found out, shes moving to Colorado. Less than a week from now.
We then started talking about our feelings for each other, and cried vigourosly.
I have never cried this much in my life, nor with another person.
If I have anything to cry about, I would do it mentally, or by myself.
I've never cried much, nor do I.
She told me how she would come back for me in a year, and I remember shouting NO and grabbing onto her shirt tighter as we bawled our tears out onto each other.
After hours of crying, we finally started talking again.
She spent the night at my house, for the whole weekend.
We kept getting closer, and I tried so much harder to convince her not to leave on Thursday to go to Colorado.
She pretty much has to go because her stuff is packed and her plane ticket is already paid for.
I know that I have to accept the facts, that this is out of my hands. But, I'm starting to get attatched to her again.
Me and her also discussed that I have no friends left.
I used to have about 10, really close best friends. But, they all moved away.
I have one best friend, and he's being deployed for Basic Training in March.
This is my story, and I ask for you all to read this, and not to feel sympathy for me.
Do not look at my different, and do not judge people by their color, style, or looks.
Stay positive, do whatever you can to make yourself happy.