I was certain I'd posted here before. But anyway, here goes.
Contrary to popular beliefs this blog is dead. As dead as my great grandfather.
So me posting here isn't really going to reach out to anyone. Actually just one person. But that's the point.
What if I told you there's a fine line between being loved and being hated? Would you agree?
I'm not really the expert when it comes to these matters. But I have a fair idea. Learning from experience you see.
Let's take a situation where you get a second chance at love, assuming obviously that you failed the first time.
So you have another shot at dating the same girl and everything's going smoothly, except for the occasional fights. And WHAM! out of no where, she tells you she's dating someone else.
What are you supposed to do? Appreciate the fact that she's being honest? High-fiving yourself because you saw it coming? Or facepavement yourself for not trying harder to keep her?
Funny as it may seem I did all three. And now I've spent a week introspecting. I've realised a lot of things and over the course of my ranting on this blog I will reveal everything. Assuming obviously that I don't get kicked out of here.
So I'm going to leave you now, with a question. A question I've been asking all my life. And probably will for the rest of it.
Where is the love?
Contrary to popular beliefs this blog is dead. As dead as my great grandfather.
So me posting here isn't really going to reach out to anyone. Actually just one person. But that's the point.
What if I told you there's a fine line between being loved and being hated? Would you agree?
I'm not really the expert when it comes to these matters. But I have a fair idea. Learning from experience you see.
Let's take a situation where you get a second chance at love, assuming obviously that you failed the first time.
So you have another shot at dating the same girl and everything's going smoothly, except for the occasional fights. And WHAM! out of no where, she tells you she's dating someone else.
What are you supposed to do? Appreciate the fact that she's being honest? High-fiving yourself because you saw it coming? Or facepavement yourself for not trying harder to keep her?
Funny as it may seem I did all three. And now I've spent a week introspecting. I've realised a lot of things and over the course of my ranting on this blog I will reveal everything. Assuming obviously that I don't get kicked out of here.
So I'm going to leave you now, with a question. A question I've been asking all my life. And probably will for the rest of it.
Where is the love?
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