Being a "hopeless romantic"

.....means 9 times out of 10 you WILL get burned.

There's a reason it includes the word "hopeless."

guilty

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dammit! So basically I'm screwed

I always thought this Richard Stine painting summed it up.
(yes I know it has been co-opted for shirts and shits)

Told my gf i loved her 2 weeks back, she dumped me last nite so join the club mate

Presumed innocent, yet guilty as charged.

We do take a beating but when it finally happens, it will all be worth it.
Hopeless enough?

It's only a matter of time before you find someone who will appreciate it.

Thank you , my dear, dear fantasy friend!

I am a hopeless romantic that succeeded in winning over a love-cynic. I am still hopelessly in love with my husband, and take any opportunity I can find to gush over him. I'm like a giggly little schoolgirl about him. *sigh*

It really does happen- I knew it I hope he does the same over you!

Same situation here. I'm the cynic though. I don't know how she does it... It's been three years now, and I'm still as stand-offish and cynical as ever. Yet, she loves the shit out of me. It's tough because she is hopelessly romantic, and I am romantically hopeless. Love is love though.

I'm afraid the hopeless romantic was beaten out of me the night my first (and only, so far) true love broke up with me after I told her I was in love with her.

Not to say that the hopeless romantic in me won't someday return (still hoping)

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eh, I used to think I was. turns out if I just ditched the wounded puppy act, waited for something to come along, and had a positive attitude, I could land the most amazing girl ever.

Say no to the word "hopeless."

Because 9 of those 10 people just wanna get laid.

Maybe after the 2nd try . . . you should've gotten the picture.

May I go forth and bash my head upon the floor until I know better. All I ever wanted was somebody to let me be shy and quiet when I want to, and treat me nice instead of expecting all sorts of random shit out of me as if I'm paying for the fucking relationship. Then I think I could love again, but everybody has their shitty little checklist. Maybe the people around me right now are shit, and when I get away from this I'll find better people. I have my doubts. The people I know now are kind and interesting. People I knew elswhere sucked, mostly.

*singing: taking the cure, so I can be quiet wherever I want...*

Seriously. Change is desperately needed.

When it comes to relationships, we're so demanding that we're making them near impossible. When both partners are overly demanding, when each expects the other to live in his or her world, to always be there to join in his or her chosen activities, an ego battle inevitably develops.
My last two relationships had indeed degenerated into power struggles. In both situations, we had found ourselves in a conflict of agendas. The pace had been too fast. We had too little time to coordinate our different ideas about what to do, where to go, what interest to pursue. In the end, the issue of who would lead the day, had become an irresovable dilemma.

Because of this control battle, you can count on it being very difficult to stay with the same person for any length of time.

I don't care our fat her ass is or how much she pretends to have "googley eyes" for you or how she thinks "you make her whole".

It all boils down to this fucking power struggle between men and woman.

And it needs to stop.

God damn it, I want to play cricket! WE HAVE TO GO AND PLAY CRICKET!!! What do you mean you don't like cricket? How can you not like cricket? It's a great game! Do you have emotional problems? Did your mom shove a cricket bat up your ass when you were a child? I should have known you weren't my kind of guy right away when you forgot to make your bed and cooked me pancakes for breakfast instead of strawberry waffles. You're really just not my kind of guy at all.

Damn right we need a change. That or I need to find a woman who can both take her life seriously and be relaxed about our differences at the same time. Wish me luck.
ps
Sorry, I'm sort of venting on my last relationship. She was great but she coudln't handle it when I didn't follow orders.

Toilet paper . . .

rolls . . . on the outside . . .

over . .

not . . . under



Nah man, I'm totally feeling that.

Word.

Word, again.

Again . . . mind games are out (though still running strong) . . . should've left that shit back in middle-school

Honesty and truthful-forwardness is in . . . and it starts within