Men are just Different

and as soon as we can understand this and get our heads round it we can stop worrying, fussing and over analysing.

Every time i find myself wondering about the possible reasons why he hasnt called or text i just think 'he's a bloke thats what theyre like, they dont think like us women' and just as soon as ive stopped reasuring myself...he restores my faith again.

Its just so true...men dont think like women, they are a completely different species and as soon as we come to terms with this we will find what we've been searching for.

And you never know maybe they feel the same about you.

SMILE.

Its good for you.

Suprise.

Some things just seem to good to be true. They probably are thats why. But until you are proven wrong... or right, depending which way you look at it i guess the only thing to do is enjoy the journey.

The best journeys are the ones that are unexpected. Your not waiting for ages and you dont have any expectations.

Bad timing? Yes.

Does it matter? I hope not.



All i know is that i am falling head over heals, im sure i will land with a nasty bump but at the moment i dont think i mind.

Its seems that late, is not always better than never.

I dont want you to fuck off,

Just dont say things like that to me,

Its way too late for that.

Lost

Have you ever just felt like you dont know where you are? Its like you know where you are because you've been here before...but yet everything around you looks different, its the same but its unfamiliar and you cant remember where to go.

The unlikely candidate.

So here i am holding out for doug, he talks to me like shit, he never says how he feels, i dont know where its going, i want to beleive that this will one day be everything ive ever been searching for when the truth is i probably know it wont be but im still here holding on, allowing thr ridiculous behaviour to continue- its like a playground romance...really its that silly.

Then theres someone else who gives you that desired attention.., at first i felt guilty because its almost like i was pretending that the affection was coming from doug, using this person as a substitute when doug angered me. But somethings changed...

I dont know to what extent yet, and i dont know if i believe myself yet but something has definatley changed.

Friend: Get the Scissors

So he tells you he's into you.
You are clearly into him.
He says he doesnt want a relationship.
Your not even sure thats what you want.
He's not even sleeping with you.
Because 'hes a gentleman'?
Is he tying up loose ends? Or unravelling old ones?

Whatever it is:ITS BOLLOCKS hes just messing you around.

The carefree one, the party girl, the one that thought she would never fall in love, has fallen. She is trapped in a bubble of false hope and anticipation. Waiting. Waiting for him to REALISE he loves her too. Ive been there....i waited... got hurt...waited some more...got hurt a bit more....and then woke up to realisation that relationships like this NEVER work. The only reason we are waiting and hoping is because we want to prove to ourselves that we can make him love us, but the truth is untill he does we will be miserable. Absolute misery, that even the funniest of things will only scracth the surface or our emotions. We will think about him every minute of every day, and the pain of wanting him and not having him will hurt from the deepest point in our stomachs, it will be physical pain and HE IS NOT WORTH IT.

'HOW DO I STOP FEELING LIKE THIS?'

My dearest friend, you get the scissors out and you burst the bubble you are in. Cut him out of your life. You were happy before he was in it and will be happier as soon as he is out of it.

Love your best friend Dougy.xxx