I just finished starting a thread...when I realized there was also something else I wanted to tell...but I'll be brief for now.
There was a girl that I really liked in our senior year of high school, but she was also madly in love with her boyfriend...but later that guy broke up with her. We talked for months...but one day...the tragedy got too much and she gone suicidal. I had to comfort her over the phone for hours...and all she asked was for me to come over to her house.
She'd pro'lly be D-E-D dead, of course she might not be dead on the same note (you don't know if you don't go into the house, amirite?). Of course, that's the loving troll inside me speaking.
she probably would've gone to you for comfort and you could have possibly ended up with her
wow...i was expecting 1 response...but i'm good with 3. First, the responses:
>>2: um...as of today...idk (have a guess later on)
i went to a retreat one spring on my junior year of high school. it was fun...though the main reason why i went was to hook up with a girl one year younger than me (I was a creep to her to this end...so I never ended up with her). However, if there was anything else memorable about that trip...there was a girl who apparently knew me.
Now...for the "regret"...
The sunday after the dance, my family and I went out to eat at a chinese restaurant. Midway into the meal, I get a phone call from Sally. When I picked up, I told her I was busy and promised her to call back. However, before I hung up...Sally said "I want to die."
A month later, Sally and I met two more times. The first was after she couldn't make it to a pool party and had to hang out with me for a short time before going home. The second was at my house again before Homecoming. I tried one more time to make a move towards her. I tried physically touching her...I tried being a little kid...I tried to say nice things to her...but no matter how I tried...Sally didn't respond intimately.