idonttouchgrass
Superstar
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Anyone actually ever got their dream girl?s
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Marco Andretti
GRINDHARD
Yes ...
I didn't last long
I didn't last long
Black Cher
All Star
I thought you were against relationships?
What are you gonna do when you find this "dream girl" ? fukk her and move on?
BaldingSoHard
Banned
Quoted for truth.
Momentarily I did, and it was the worst experience of my life. fukked me up in ways that make interactions with women contentious to this day.
I lost.
I lost.
we loved each other, and then we lost each other. we still have an intensely strong connection to this day
if I mess up, it's probably going to be with her. to this day, I don't understand why we didn't get married
Well damn. I kind of want to know the specifics of what happened here.
Eh..long story... didn't fumble her...just wasn't in the cards...
Yep!
Only had two main requirements.
1. Had to be a high yellow
2. Proverbs 31 spirit
I won!
Only had two main requirements.
1. Had to be a high yellow
2. Proverbs 31 spirit
I won!
Neo. The Only. The One.
THE ONE
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AquaCityBoy
Veteran
she doesn't exist. That's why she's a "dream" girl.
hurts to tell it, breh, but I will. but if my wife ever finds my coli posts, I'll probably be single again.
I'm married, but I can admit that I didn't marry my dream woman. She's still around. Still in my life. Just not married to me.
Everything about her is what i want. From attraction to her mental state to her personality. I love this woman.
she fits to me like a glove to a hand. I feel like we were made for each other. And she feels the same exact way.
we've known each other our entire lives, but she's like 5 years younger than me, so I didn't even know she had eyes for me. Until one day she came at your boy.... HARD.
But then I didn't move quick enough and she started dating someone else. throughout that period, we explored what we had. But I admit to, in those days.... being unsure of myself, lacking some confidence.
How did that affect us? Well, I had what I perceived even then to be my dream woman, ready to give it all up to be with me. and my stupid butt was sitting there like"what's the catch? This is too good to be true. She tryna play me."
I had trust issues from some past experiences that I had.
But even with me feeling this way, we still continued to explore what we had. And breh, we loved hard. HARD. Like when you see ppl in those explosive relationships, that can fight, cuss but even with all of that, there's this intense love and bond?
And I don't even mean in an unhealthy way. Like there are some ppl who you see that are together and you can look at them and say, "that's not a healthy relationship."
Ours was very healthy. It was just intense. Extremely intense. The love was intense. When we'd get mad at each other, the hate would be intense. But that make up feeling was intense as well.
We were both young, foolish, strong-willed individuals. I hurt her. She hurt me. I hurt her again. She hurt me again.
It was like a cycle.
One day we both woke up and realized that we should spend our lives together. I told her to break off what she had going (her relationship) at the time, I would break whatever ties I had with any other women, and I would promise myself to her and vice versa.
we told our families. Her mom didn't like me. at all.
I don't blame her. Back in those days, I was young, still trying to find myself, still trying to discover how to use my gift to be successful. Meanwhile, the other breh she was with, was in a better situation at that time.
Her mom convinced her to hold off on getting with me, and to stay with the other breh, at least until I got my act together. Like I said, looking back, I can't blame her for that.
at the time though, I was furious. Livid. Angry as hell. When she told me what her mom said, I got angry enough to actually tell her mom how mad I was, and how she was trying to keep us from being together.
Her mom convinced me and her to take a break for a while and if what we had was really love and really true, it would bring us back together.
so she wanted to do that. And I consented. Looking back, here is probably where I should have forced the issue. I could have forced it, and she would have gotten with me, I think.
so moving forward, we stopped talking for a long time. Several months. Time goes by and we start reaching out to each other
(Keep in mind that she's still in her relationship at this point)
so we're reaching out, connection is strong as ever, intense as ever, but with that intense love, came the intense other stuff. During one angry argument, I told her I was done with her. she told me that I could never be done with her and that I would always come back.
the way she said it was hot, looking back on it, but at the time, the way she said it cut me deep.
Like, her voice was dripping with malice and hatred when she said, "You can never be done with me. You ALWAYS come back. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME."
had me like
I was mad as hell, probably because I knew she was right. And at this point was where I realized that I had been putting off my life (potential relationships) waiting on this chic and I decided I wasn't going to do it anymore.
So I got boo'd up with my now wifey. When she found out, she was mad as hell. I heard all kinds of stories, ppl would come tell me how she was talking greasy behind my back, telling people that my new relationship wasn't going to work out, blah blah
I confronted her about it and of course she denied it. But I was mad as hell. That kinda sent me over the edge a little bit in terms of dealing with her and talking to her. I was done with her.
She came back time and time again, extending her hand, but I would slap it away HARD. (again, moments like these were when, looking back, I could have had her as mine)
But when I get mad, I get mad. And I can hold a grudge for years. Not proud of it, but I do. When I'm done with somebody, Im done with them for a very long time, if not forever.
I denied the feelings I had for her, and she was hurt and emotionally wounded, and that's how she came to me. In that state. She just wanted and needed me in her life.
I basically told her nah, I got a girl now. I still got love for you, but nah.
She told me that she wanted me in her life, even if it was just as her side. I.... told her okay.
And we worked like that for a very long time. I felt guilty about it, but it's like, even to this day, I have feelings of intense and almost irrational love for this woman. She is seriously everything Ive ever wanted.
Intelligent, independent, a go-getter. She got certs, brehs. She got real live CERTS. She works in IT. She's a pilot. She's just....
And physically she's everything to me. EVERYTHING.
We talked last night. And I told her that I still didn't understand why she's not my wife.
So what does this mean to me as a married man? I don't know, breh. At this point, I don't think me and her will ever be together. I mean, if my wife goes crazy and leaves me, and me and her are single at the same time, then it would happen.
But what are the chances of that?
And am I wishing for that? no! I love my wife. But situations like this make me realize that as a man, at least for me... I think I'm polyamarous. Capable of loving more than one woman at once.
Because I honestly love both of them. They both have very different qualities, they look different, their personalities are different, but each of them compliments me in their own special way.
It's hard to explain. But yeah, anyway.... My name is Neo, and this is my story.
