Ok burying myself in tunes to help ignore any emotional crap...
Here's my current top 11
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Here's my current top 11
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One of my favourite things to do on this site is to put my very personal problems to the SG brainstrust and see what comes back. Not because I can't make up my own mind, 9/10 times I've already made the call, but I really like to get the perspective of those who haven't been soaking in the cesspool that are my issues. One of my favourite quotes by Aristotle is 'It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.' And that what this process does for me.
In the past 4 or so months I've been suffering from a terrible depression partly due to the burden of becoming my father's legal guardian and financial manager due to brain surgery that went wrong, partly due to deciding to abandon the career which I thought would fulfil me and deciding to follow my childhood passion of becoming a working artist, usually following ones dreams makes one MORE content but because I haven't put paint to canvas, pencil to paper or shark to vitrine in over 5 years, I've become so daunted by the idea that I've become creatively inert.
But mostly, this depression has been fuelled by the departure of the last woman that I fell madly in love with.
This woman was beautiful, creative, fun and the sex was fucking amazing. Within me it stirred up a perfect balance of fear and arrogance. But because I'm prone to low self-esteem I was always worried that I wasn't, and I'm going to be brutally honest here, attractive enough to be with this girl. Unfortunately for me, she's not the kind of girl who gives compliments or reassurance regularly or at all. Mainly because she has her own issues. But she did tell me she always that I was cute even before we got together.
In the end we decided she brings the pretty and I bring the cool… It worked.
It was only a 4 month relationship, she was already planning to move to Berlin before we met, but we were inexplicably drawn to each other. And it was amazing, her sisters and friends told me they'd never seen her so happy with a boy, etc, etc. I felt like a millions dollars and I was having fantasies of us being madly in love all over the world.
In September I'm heading to Europe on a holiday partly gallery tour and partly to visit some of my family in Paris, something I wanted to do for a long time. Now, I'd be lying if I said her being in Berlin wasn't a motivating factor in booking my holiday, but it's certainly wasn't the only one. I need to relax for a bit and leave behind my life in Sydney.
When she had just arrived over there, she didn't know I was coming. I spoke to her and she was crying and wanting me to come over. So, I told her I was coming. Next time we spoke she cried because it didn't seem like my plans involved her at all, so I spoiled the big surprise that I was going to fly her to Paris to see me. This made her really happy. And she asked me to come visit her in Berlin too.
What we both noticed was that after every chat/skype call we both felt really sad and empty. So I decided I should be honest about this and tell her that I was missing her really badly.
What I got in reply was an email tellinh me to book her flight to Paris whenever I wanted, that she was looking for an apartment and that if she had flatmates, she would make sure they would be alright with me staying for as long or as little as I wanted. But signed off with: But I don't know if I'll talk as much because it makes me really sad.
So now we don't talk and we barely email. And in 6 weeks I'll be in Paris.
Now here is my dilemma... I'm not sure how to act when I see her? Do I embrace her? Do I act cool and aloof? Do I bring up the idea of staying with her in Berlin? Do I wait for her to say something? These questions make me more depressed. I can't even look at her facebook page because everything that happens makes me believe she's taken one step further away from what we had. I've been in a long distance relationship before but never felt like this.
Now I leave it in your experienced hands people of SG. Give me some much needed pearls.
In the past 4 or so months I've been suffering from a terrible depression partly due to the burden of becoming my father's legal guardian and financial manager due to brain surgery that went wrong, partly due to deciding to abandon the career which I thought would fulfil me and deciding to follow my childhood passion of becoming a working artist, usually following ones dreams makes one MORE content but because I haven't put paint to canvas, pencil to paper or shark to vitrine in over 5 years, I've become so daunted by the idea that I've become creatively inert.
But mostly, this depression has been fuelled by the departure of the last woman that I fell madly in love with.
This woman was beautiful, creative, fun and the sex was fucking amazing. Within me it stirred up a perfect balance of fear and arrogance. But because I'm prone to low self-esteem I was always worried that I wasn't, and I'm going to be brutally honest here, attractive enough to be with this girl. Unfortunately for me, she's not the kind of girl who gives compliments or reassurance regularly or at all. Mainly because she has her own issues. But she did tell me she always that I was cute even before we got together.
In the end we decided she brings the pretty and I bring the cool… It worked.
It was only a 4 month relationship, she was already planning to move to Berlin before we met, but we were inexplicably drawn to each other. And it was amazing, her sisters and friends told me they'd never seen her so happy with a boy, etc, etc. I felt like a millions dollars and I was having fantasies of us being madly in love all over the world.
In September I'm heading to Europe on a holiday partly gallery tour and partly to visit some of my family in Paris, something I wanted to do for a long time. Now, I'd be lying if I said her being in Berlin wasn't a motivating factor in booking my holiday, but it's certainly wasn't the only one. I need to relax for a bit and leave behind my life in Sydney.
When she had just arrived over there, she didn't know I was coming. I spoke to her and she was crying and wanting me to come over. So, I told her I was coming. Next time we spoke she cried because it didn't seem like my plans involved her at all, so I spoiled the big surprise that I was going to fly her to Paris to see me. This made her really happy. And she asked me to come visit her in Berlin too.
What we both noticed was that after every chat/skype call we both felt really sad and empty. So I decided I should be honest about this and tell her that I was missing her really badly.
What I got in reply was an email tellinh me to book her flight to Paris whenever I wanted, that she was looking for an apartment and that if she had flatmates, she would make sure they would be alright with me staying for as long or as little as I wanted. But signed off with: But I don't know if I'll talk as much because it makes me really sad.
So now we don't talk and we barely email. And in 6 weeks I'll be in Paris.
Now here is my dilemma... I'm not sure how to act when I see her? Do I embrace her? Do I act cool and aloof? Do I bring up the idea of staying with her in Berlin? Do I wait for her to say something? These questions make me more depressed. I can't even look at her facebook page because everything that happens makes me believe she's taken one step further away from what we had. I've been in a long distance relationship before but never felt like this.
Now I leave it in your experienced hands people of SG. Give me some much needed pearls.
Someone has gifted me a 3 month membership or Suicidegirls.com is trying to suck me back in by giving me 3 months free. Either way... I'm back.
Now time to snoop around and see what's happening...
Now time to snoop around and see what's happening...
So I was talking with my ex gf this morning in bed telling her I would love to take some nude shots of her and she got all self conscious and shied away from the subject.
So to exact my revenge discontent I have recreated my girlfriend on SG.
First...
So to exact my revenge discontent I have recreated my girlfriend on SG.
First...
Then...
Then...
And finally...
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So this is an indicator of how random my life truly is...
I broke up with my girlfriend of (only) 2 months yesterday.
I wasn't happy, she didn't stimulate me mentally/challange me, the sex was fairly vanilla and I'm still pining a little for one of my exs.
Normally someone is stern/cold, someone cries and then you part ways angry/depressed/manic. No, no not in my world. In my world it goes like this:
Me: "I just don't think I can be in a relationship at the moment, plus I think it'll be more difficult if I move to Paris and we spend all this time together."(Paraphrased)
Ex: "You suck."
then cries and just stares at me for a while, then says
"You could have at least had sex with me one more time"
Me: "I didn't want to do that because I would have felt like I was using you."
Ex: "NO! I WOULD HAVE BEEN USING YOU! Hehehe."
We start kissing and then we had breakup sex. We broke up but not before she got her rocks off.
This is my life. <shakes head in disbelief>
I broke up with my girlfriend of (only) 2 months yesterday.
I wasn't happy, she didn't stimulate me mentally/challange me, the sex was fairly vanilla and I'm still pining a little for one of my exs.
Normally someone is stern/cold, someone cries and then you part ways angry/depressed/manic. No, no not in my world. In my world it goes like this:
Me: "I just don't think I can be in a relationship at the moment, plus I think it'll be more difficult if I move to Paris and we spend all this time together."(Paraphrased)
Ex: "You suck."
then cries and just stares at me for a while, then says
"You could have at least had sex with me one more time"
Me: "I didn't want to do that because I would have felt like I was using you."
Ex: "NO! I WOULD HAVE BEEN USING YOU! Hehehe."
We start kissing and then we had breakup sex. We broke up but not before she got her rocks off.
This is my life. <shakes head in disbelief>
I get to be the arsehole again. I just broke up with my girlfriend.Ok so, my favourite kind of blogs are ones that elicit debate or opinion's from others.
The reason I've been compiling my top 10s and all that jazz is because, there is a strong possibility I'll be leaving my mother land to head back to well... My Mother's motherland.
I'm half French/half Austrian born in Sydney, Australia and have been living here for all of my 26 years. Recently I've been offered a job in Paris. Lucky I recently became a dual citizen(Austrian, in case you were interested.)
But while I'm waiting in the wings to find out if the job is mine, I've been trying to downsize my life.
I've recently converted all my CDs to MP3, keeping only the ones that really mean something to me. I'm doing the same with my DVDs and shortlisted my fav books to take with me as well.
I digress. What I'm actually asking is... Can anyone advise me on what I'll need to take with me when I move to the other side of the world? I just don't want to get caught out missing something I really want with me. I'll be selling 95% of my stuff before I leave mainly because I don't want to pay foe storage and I'll be earning good money in Paris so I should have enough to buy all new stuff when I get back.
I'd particularly like advise from people who have done this, and EVEN more specifically anyone who has moved to France and can help me with what will make the transition relatively painless.
Merci.
The reason I've been compiling my top 10s and all that jazz is because, there is a strong possibility I'll be leaving my mother land to head back to well... My Mother's motherland.
I'm half French/half Austrian born in Sydney, Australia and have been living here for all of my 26 years. Recently I've been offered a job in Paris. Lucky I recently became a dual citizen(Austrian, in case you were interested.)
But while I'm waiting in the wings to find out if the job is mine, I've been trying to downsize my life.
I've recently converted all my CDs to MP3, keeping only the ones that really mean something to me. I'm doing the same with my DVDs and shortlisted my fav books to take with me as well.
I digress. What I'm actually asking is... Can anyone advise me on what I'll need to take with me when I move to the other side of the world? I just don't want to get caught out missing something I really want with me. I'll be selling 95% of my stuff before I leave mainly because I don't want to pay foe storage and I'll be earning good money in Paris so I should have enough to buy all new stuff when I get back.
I'd particularly like advise from people who have done this, and EVEN more specifically anyone who has moved to France and can help me with what will make the transition relatively painless.
Merci.
Alright kiddies I need your help.
I'm writing a top ten favourite movies of all time. And I noticed in the contenders there are NO comedies. And I was like wft? I know I'm a pretty serious person but I have a good sense of humour. So I'm pretty sure I've just forgotten something along the way.
Shoot me some ideas of funny movies from the beginning of celluloid to present.
Pieces.
I'm writing a top ten favourite movies of all time. And I noticed in the contenders there are NO comedies. And I was like wft? I know I'm a pretty serious person but I have a good sense of humour. So I'm pretty sure I've just forgotten something along the way.
Shoot me some ideas of funny movies from the beginning of celluloid to present.
Pieces.
