Colonel Kira's Left Tit
Bearded Belly of Bajor
Okay, it's Sunday night yet again, and I might be a little bit fucked up but that's no matter. I would like to start a thread where we can all talk about maybe the times we had some sort of seemingly perfect relationship but managed to crash it into the ground like a jet nosediving at 800 mph.
Now I'm not a perfect person by any stretch of the imagination, obviously. But there was this time, this one girl, who I think really had my back when I really needed that in my life, but I was too obtuse and stupid to realize it at the time. Coming off of a couple of REALLY bad prior relationships shortly beforehand makes a guy a little bit gun shy, if you follow. But, in hindsight, okay, yeah, she was a weirdo. A cute weirdo, but a weirdo.
I'd have to admit I was immediately attracted to her when I met her but I was also sicker than dog shit with the flu at the time, which was a week before the first chance we had to go out or so. After our first date of barhopping around a bit we got back to my place and she was sitting in my recliner, slapping her knees, going, "SIT ON ME! COME SIT ON ME!" And I'm like, okay, whatever. So I sat on her for awhile. A long while. Someone had informed her about some of my previous history so she knew all about that, which also weirded me out a little bit. But the narcissist in me also enjoyed it. But it was one of those situations in which, over the long haul, she seemed to be trying to fix me as well.
Basically it was just too much too soon, but it was fun and quite passionate while it lasted. And then I started feeling trapped. She was making marriage plans after a few months. So I had to get out. Sometimes, I wonder how that might have worked out. Badly, I suppose.
Anyone else?
Now I'm not a perfect person by any stretch of the imagination, obviously. But there was this time, this one girl, who I think really had my back when I really needed that in my life, but I was too obtuse and stupid to realize it at the time. Coming off of a couple of REALLY bad prior relationships shortly beforehand makes a guy a little bit gun shy, if you follow. But, in hindsight, okay, yeah, she was a weirdo. A cute weirdo, but a weirdo.
I'd have to admit I was immediately attracted to her when I met her but I was also sicker than dog shit with the flu at the time, which was a week before the first chance we had to go out or so. After our first date of barhopping around a bit we got back to my place and she was sitting in my recliner, slapping her knees, going, "SIT ON ME! COME SIT ON ME!" And I'm like, okay, whatever. So I sat on her for awhile. A long while. Someone had informed her about some of my previous history so she knew all about that, which also weirded me out a little bit. But the narcissist in me also enjoyed it. But it was one of those situations in which, over the long haul, she seemed to be trying to fix me as well.
Basically it was just too much too soon, but it was fun and quite passionate while it lasted. And then I started feeling trapped. She was making marriage plans after a few months. So I had to get out. Sometimes, I wonder how that might have worked out. Badly, I suppose.
Anyone else?
