It's fucking emo night! (24)

1 Name: Secret Admirer : 2006-04-27 10:13 ID:Heaven

Hey, Love and Romance board, it's been a while since I'd posted. I see you guys are still completely on-topic, that's good.

I'm feeling pretty down now, having cried like hell a few hours ago. My life's so damn complicated it makes anime look boring sometimes.

See, I know this girl. She's about the smartest and most beautiful girl in the universe to me. And she probably thinks I'm about one of the smartest and funniest guys in the universe, too. Everyone in my family thinks we're going out, and everyone else pretty much treats us like we are.

She has a boyfriend. I've known her for almost a year, but I've never met him. Apparently he's a big guy, mean as hell, and diabolically evil. On top of that, he hates me for some reason. I'm not too thrilled with him, either, since his existance prevents me from ever actually going out with this girl for real, which is kind of where the crying started.

See, me and this girl were over at my house, doing some homework and stuff for a while, and when she got done with her stuff, I drove her home. We were talking about sex and stuff when she mentioned her boyfriend, a topic I'm always trying to steer clear of. She kept going on about how dead I'd be if he ever found out about what we've done so far (a whole lot of kissing and a bit of groping), and if we'd ever actually done it, she says, he'd somehow know and kill me double.

She's actually stronger than me, but I'm so typical guy that I kept on that he couldn't kill me, that I didn't care what happened so long as I could be with her, etc. But she kept on about it, and how damn evil the guy is, and how he says she's the only thing that he really cares about at all and would kill any other boyfriends she'd ever get, and I said he was probably guilting/scaring her into marrying him, like some kinda idiot. By the time we got to her house, I couldn't even speak about it anymore and just cried and cried.

I guess I hit the word limit...

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