Co-worker said I should tell her because I have nothing to lose if I'm certain.
If I'm willing to give up kids and explain why and it's still not enough, she just has no feelings for me.
This just seems so perfect a local girl that dislikes big cities with the same values and nostalgia as I do. Not many left around these parts.
But on the flip side I can't ignore she just cold turkey pulled the plug. Who says she won't do that again. She's kind of an ice queen too. Not to mention the animals, my astma is dormant but who says it won't get triggered. And that wine to loosen up, I wasn't the first she tried that on and she drank a lot.
Maybe this is the sign I should give up on the melancholic romance and let the past die. She and I met based on the idea that we missed eachother all these years but in reality we probably did meet at that club and just weren't interested. I knew her brother and he was a prick. Better looking than her pictures, with dimmed lights and make-up. Don't chase a nostalgic 90's dream with a vet, add "astma max 1 cat" to the bio instead or find a girl that's also allergic to animals or has astma. 99% chance she's slim too. I basically told her this, buy that van and tour, you'll find your guy.
None of these have worked out for me, ever.
Not the English milf in high school, the church girl, my georgian muse, the dancer, the redhead, the black girl etc. .
The hospital girl liked me, walked me to my car, there was no story, she just liked smart and tall guys. In Germany my classmates liked me, I bought them booze and got the DJ to change the records. Look for signs, glances, hair twirling not stories. Fuck the 5's and 6's from Bumble, long term they already know they're signing up to be your personal prostitute anyway.
If I'm willing to give up kids and explain why and it's still not enough, she just has no feelings for me.
This just seems so perfect a local girl that dislikes big cities with the same values and nostalgia as I do. Not many left around these parts.
Quote:Are you sure thats you?
Im also wayy foo.much lf.a.nice.guy and a pussy. I get it
But on the flip side I can't ignore she just cold turkey pulled the plug. Who says she won't do that again. She's kind of an ice queen too. Not to mention the animals, my astma is dormant but who says it won't get triggered. And that wine to loosen up, I wasn't the first she tried that on and she drank a lot.
Maybe this is the sign I should give up on the melancholic romance and let the past die. She and I met based on the idea that we missed eachother all these years but in reality we probably did meet at that club and just weren't interested. I knew her brother and he was a prick. Better looking than her pictures, with dimmed lights and make-up. Don't chase a nostalgic 90's dream with a vet, add "astma max 1 cat" to the bio instead or find a girl that's also allergic to animals or has astma. 99% chance she's slim too. I basically told her this, buy that van and tour, you'll find your guy.
None of these have worked out for me, ever.
Not the English milf in high school, the church girl, my georgian muse, the dancer, the redhead, the black girl etc. .
The hospital girl liked me, walked me to my car, there was no story, she just liked smart and tall guys. In Germany my classmates liked me, I bought them booze and got the DJ to change the records. Look for signs, glances, hair twirling not stories. Fuck the 5's and 6's from Bumble, long term they already know they're signing up to be your personal prostitute anyway.