Let me just set the scene: You are in class and a really hot guy walks up to you and asks if the seat is taken. You immediately respond "no" with a smile and you two start talking and hit it off. Then after class he gives you his number, you leave class feeling great, until you realize that you now have to make the first move......
Ok, so I am sure many have been put in this situation, or one similar, that we can all agree its a bit nerve racking. You want to be yourself but you don't want to seem too boring, or the opposite too excited. So what are you supposed to do? With every new person you ask comes a new response and after a while you have a bunch of actions that you are "supposed" to take without actually knowing which one to take. So this brings me to the question, if these actions that we need to take are supposed to be known, then why does everyone have a different idea of what they actually are? For someone trying to start a conversation this can be overwhelming with the amount of information they are supposed to just know off the top of their head. To make matters worse, along with word of mouth, there are also published books that have contradictory advice. So what does this mean? Are there actual guidelines, or is this idea just some facade that has been repeated to us? In life there are never any guidelines, so why do we all of a sudden think there is one for starting to talk to a guy? Now here is one last opinion for you, just be yourself, don’t try to be something you’re not, and if you still don't know what to say just wing it! If he doesn't like you for one of those reasons, then he doesn't deserve your time anyway!
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Its difficult when you put your heart into a relationship and its then contorted with lies and distrust.You just want to break down, or immediately build up walls to stop the pain. I personally don't know what to do, I am usually writing about how to go about something, but this I just don't know. It's a very odd situation because when you have been betrayed many times you are hurt but at the same time you aren't, because you have numbed yourself by that point. It starts to get hard to trust anyone really and all you want is to just be able to find love. Pure love that won't betray you, but you have too many walls up for someone to even begin to see who you are. So how do we stop this? We can't stop the assholes from betraying us, but at the same time its scary as hell to let our guard down. But is letting our guard down the only way to find who we truly need to be with? Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. But what if its not? Then we are just a turtle without its shell walking around waiting for our next predator, and they will surely get us, because what do we have to protect ourselves? But what if we meet that special someone and they are the one to slowly break down our walls. They are the one person that doesn't give up on us. But do these people exist in real life, or is it all just from fairytales?
“Sometimes our walls exist just to see who has the strength to knock
them down.” - Darnell Lamont Walker
With the divorce rate skyrocketing and families falling apart, how can one define love? Where does the complexity of love and marriage come in? After all, we are all " a bunch of skin and bones trained to get along"(Taylor Swift). So how does everyone become so discombobulated? When you add feelings and children and pets and whatever else,its hard to explain where that true "love" sprouted and where it died. Was there even love there from the beginning? Or was it the idea of love and a really great make believe mind that made that "feeling of love" come about? When it comes to love will one ever find it? Or most importantly, when it comes to love will we ever be satisfied?
You were never around,
My feelings towards you were nowhere to be found.
Your inaccurate timing in more ways than one
Left me with a memory of feeling numb.
Finally a break through,
I think I see a turn,
Only to be burned by your careless projection of built up hurt,
Spewed out of your mouth like many a times before,
Continues to leave me in a ball crying on the floor.
How you can say one thing and bring all those memories
They aren't the type I want to remember,
But somehow in a sick way
If I were to let them go it's like I would be dismembered.
The sideways control you hold
I'm not sure if its in my head by something I've been told,
The delicate bond that was forming has now been ripped
Unfortunately I don't have any more thread to re-stitch.
What could have been we will never know
My thoughts towards you are again stone cold.
Take pride in how far you have come and have faith in how far you can go