iqqi
Master Don Juan
so at the club last night i ran into my oneitis who you all owe for bringing my womanly presense to sosuave.
iqqi's first post, aww, complete with long unbroken paragraphs and all!
BTW, this is the short guy i mentioned in body type not important....
well, thanks alot in part to yalls, i did not go out like an AFC. i didn't call him, and the few times he called me i kept it on my terms, and got that elusive closure that is almost mythical in dating and romance. i effectively ended things on my terms.
but a man is a man, and i am sure he has always thought that i was infatuated (i was) and always would be (but...i'm not.) i am sure he always thought that he could have me if he wanted.
so last night i saw him at the club and he came up, hugged me, and began a conversation. right then rico the rebel boy came up and began simultaneously speaking to me. ahhh, just one of the many times i dissed formeroneitis, over, and over, and over.
it was just the cherry on the icecream sundae. because i realized i am not interested at all! i don't need him like he may want to believe. i do not even want him, i desire him no longer.
he will have to release me from him ego-boosting ideas, kind of like all of the soul's freddy released when that chic kicked his ass in the final nightmare.
so this is just encouragement for all of you suffering from oneitis, imagine the day you will be in my shoes! oh, it is a great feeling!
iqqi's first post, aww, complete with long unbroken paragraphs and all!
BTW, this is the short guy i mentioned in body type not important....
well, thanks alot in part to yalls, i did not go out like an AFC. i didn't call him, and the few times he called me i kept it on my terms, and got that elusive closure that is almost mythical in dating and romance. i effectively ended things on my terms.
but a man is a man, and i am sure he has always thought that i was infatuated (i was) and always would be (but...i'm not.) i am sure he always thought that he could have me if he wanted.
so last night i saw him at the club and he came up, hugged me, and began a conversation. right then rico the rebel boy came up and began simultaneously speaking to me. ahhh, just one of the many times i dissed formeroneitis, over, and over, and over.
it was just the cherry on the icecream sundae. because i realized i am not interested at all! i don't need him like he may want to believe. i do not even want him, i desire him no longer.
he will have to release me from him ego-boosting ideas, kind of like all of the soul's freddy released when that chic kicked his ass in the final nightmare.
so this is just encouragement for all of you suffering from oneitis, imagine the day you will be in my shoes! oh, it is a great feeling!