Naizo
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And she's... Well, she's adorable. And friendly. We're not hateful at all. It's just... like... Fire.
Fire. It sparks up and then explodes. And when I say explode I don't mean in any good way.
We always talk for a while... talk about whatever, right? Then we'll get more into it. Decent conversations, thoroughly. In my opinion anyways. Books, films, etcetera. Then I'll make a joke, and it will somehow be an insult to her very being, and of course, I won't even realize it. Then it will explode in my face.
Why is it so hard to tell a man what's wrong in this situation? I mean... it's an honest question. I'm not a threatening guy. Another ex told me I always looked things up on my phone, instead of just accepting her word. So she didn't like to discuss things because I would rather know the truth, and educate us both more?
(Factual Factoid, did you know the legs of arachnids work like hydraulics? Thanks, brain, for getting me dumped. Worth it.)
I know, I'm a ******. Sorry.
But really, I'm not exactly mean looking. Kinda fuzzy, dude. I can't speak for all men, but I can speak for quite a few who've experienced the same situation.
Just -say what you want to say.- "There's nothing more infuriating than being ready to solve any issue you have, only for you to refuse to explain the issue because I must first solve a puzzle, I'm not playing games. I'm ready to solve issues."
You and I being generic uses of either word in this case.
Anyways. We have that spark. I'd kill for her. I'd love to be her friend. I'd love to marry her one day. But if I even hint at the idea of not marrying her RIGHT THEN, I'm dead to her for a few days. What's wrong with waiting a year or two? Before signing your life away to eachother? Come on, dude. I literally refuse to marry anyone I haven't seen nude atleast a couple hundred times. And I don't even mean in a naughty way. On the toilet. I don't care. I want to get to know the person. Thoroughly. Before I promise to SHARE MY LIFE. MY. LIFE. Silly naive girl, I call her. She agrees. Because she's submissive. But not always. She has vast mood swings. Same as me. Mine go from Polite to Punch Walls. Hers, are equally as contrasting. Quiet to Atomic Bomb.
Anyways. I feel like we're both insane. And I truly admire her skills as a writer and her beauty as a human being. But I refuse to be yelled at for who I am every day for forever. And I'm not, myself, any sort of hit and quit kind of guy. I'm very picky and very monogamous, straightforward. Not uptight but, I know what I'm into, you know? I literally would probably build you a grave bare handed at 96, if I was willing to marry you at 21. Trust me.
Fire. It sparks up and then explodes. And when I say explode I don't mean in any good way.
We always talk for a while... talk about whatever, right? Then we'll get more into it. Decent conversations, thoroughly. In my opinion anyways. Books, films, etcetera. Then I'll make a joke, and it will somehow be an insult to her very being, and of course, I won't even realize it. Then it will explode in my face.
Why is it so hard to tell a man what's wrong in this situation? I mean... it's an honest question. I'm not a threatening guy. Another ex told me I always looked things up on my phone, instead of just accepting her word. So she didn't like to discuss things because I would rather know the truth, and educate us both more?
(Factual Factoid, did you know the legs of arachnids work like hydraulics? Thanks, brain, for getting me dumped. Worth it.)
I know, I'm a ******. Sorry.
But really, I'm not exactly mean looking. Kinda fuzzy, dude. I can't speak for all men, but I can speak for quite a few who've experienced the same situation.
Just -say what you want to say.- "There's nothing more infuriating than being ready to solve any issue you have, only for you to refuse to explain the issue because I must first solve a puzzle, I'm not playing games. I'm ready to solve issues."
You and I being generic uses of either word in this case.
Anyways. We have that spark. I'd kill for her. I'd love to be her friend. I'd love to marry her one day. But if I even hint at the idea of not marrying her RIGHT THEN, I'm dead to her for a few days. What's wrong with waiting a year or two? Before signing your life away to eachother? Come on, dude. I literally refuse to marry anyone I haven't seen nude atleast a couple hundred times. And I don't even mean in a naughty way. On the toilet. I don't care. I want to get to know the person. Thoroughly. Before I promise to SHARE MY LIFE. MY. LIFE. Silly naive girl, I call her. She agrees. Because she's submissive. But not always. She has vast mood swings. Same as me. Mine go from Polite to Punch Walls. Hers, are equally as contrasting. Quiet to Atomic Bomb.
Anyways. I feel like we're both insane. And I truly admire her skills as a writer and her beauty as a human being. But I refuse to be yelled at for who I am every day for forever. And I'm not, myself, any sort of hit and quit kind of guy. I'm very picky and very monogamous, straightforward. Not uptight but, I know what I'm into, you know? I literally would probably build you a grave bare handed at 96, if I was willing to marry you at 21. Trust me.