Overcome the break up

[Dr_Lover]

Originally Posted by Frisbeetarian

Mr LOVER, you just depreciated your fine name, DUDE!

dude ! am not a Mr Lover, am a Dr_Lover ! i will cure you from this disease DUDE ! hahaha

[lubnanalsayyed]

Often most of us have went through a story of blunders and headaches leaving a pulsing scar, that comes back to haunt you every now and then, no matter how old you become no matter the distance you’ve come to, there’ll ever be this old scar that will arouse in your dreams on some cold November night like this.

What the hell am I talking about?

Well I was talking to a close friend the other day, my best friend actually, the guy had been a real mess in the brains lately, it was obvious he was having girl problems, I knew N, he’s always been like that; very fragile and easily taken, which made many of us dudes mock him during highschool, later figuring out how superficial we was; don’t get me wrong though, we still mock him nowadays, although he’s beaten us all when it comes to flirting.

Not to drift off,

As a friend, I felt duty to help N out, questioning N didn’t help, he sort of was trying to avoid the dialect, he didn’t want to learn anything about the subject, some deep egoistic wound had hit the poor guy; it was obvious for me that this time my N had been hurt hard; I said to myself this b*tch must be a real heartbreaker, so I went at N right away , who’s the b*tch man?
Is she worth the headache? He like sank his head downwards to the right with a dark figure (typical N), then rose his head up again and with a selfish tone, he says: ‘’forget it!’’

Anyways, some few days later, I was at N’s place, it happened I was using his laptop while he was in the shower; I accidentally fell on some file he had named ‘’don’t open’’, so take a wild guess, curious me surely had to open the freakin file; the file was full of pictures of N with some skinny squeaky lookin girl called Anny.

…and the mystery got unwrapped, it was pretty obvious why N was in the deep shyt he was in.

Looking over the pictures I started to figure that N had some quality time while I was in France this past Summer (I’m not sure if he got layed though), the dude sure had a wild party while I was away, they sure looked high and dry he and this freakin Anny, although I didn’t see her as much as up to the level of what N could drag, I’ve seen him drag better, nevertheless he sure had something going he and this one.

Few minutes later N got out of the shower, I quickly tried to closed the ‘’don’t touch’’ file, N’s really sensitive onto such stuff, he once hit me with is own laptop cause I had mingled into some porn movie of his; guess I was too slow here again, N uncovered me, it looked real bad, he was real pissed off, so I threw to his face : ‘’ so its this Anny the cause behind all this negative vibe lately dude?’’, he freakin didn’t answer, it was pretty obvious.

So I went at him again’’ man thats not the first b*tch that’s dumped you, and it surely won’t be the last, why are you making out all that fuss?’’

N: ‘’I really liked this one man, she like tricked me into having something I always wanted but then all of a sudden left me stranded like a dead guy, she’s nothing like what Sarah did to you, trust me’’

I was like:’’ what the hell happened? You’re gonna tell or what?’’

N:’’ she just didn’t want me anymore man, plain and simple, I went nuts, lost control all of a sudden, you know me, you know the pace I treat with women with, the real nice but cruel guy at once, u know me; but I definitely lost control on this one, it maybe was the alcohol’’

I went:’’ WTF, man whats with the alcohol? you only get into shyt when you freakin drink, you broke up with Nada right after you’ve had that bottle of Smirnoff at Farayya, same thing with Mary, you idiot! You never learn! **** you; just delete this Anny from your brains already’’

N:’’ Cut it out man, I liked this one too much, I’ll admit I didn’t love her though, but she made cool company, a real turner, if you know what I mean; a friend I was sadly unable to handle, now she’s gone’’

In between the dialect, The T.V was running with Mtv (music tv) on, some old Whitesnake love song came along, N almost smashed the television there, the guy couldn’t bare even the listen to a love song, real tragic.

Me:'' just forget her man, there are fish in the sea you know, you seem to have become real negative lately, you got me worried, thats all its about, just live on’’

N:’’Amanda sure knows nothing about this Anny, I haven’t told her yet, but I should tell her some story soon, with all the details; how I mistreated the girl, or about the bad stuff I’ve told her, I mean a guy is what he does, the reputation of a guy among women spreads rapidly, and I definitely wouldn’t want to have the rep. of a guy who disrespects women, you know’’

Me:’’ you sure you didn’t love her dude?’’

N:’’pfff she’s not the type I’d love, you know me better, I’m too fond of myself these days, the only thing I’m likely to love is a slave at my bed’’

Me:’’ then forget her, move on’’

N:’’ its hard man, there are too many memories, too much deep ****, I’ll try to, what I’m afraid of though is the scar this will leave’’

…and we left it at there, I’m not sure where he’s at, at the moment, but its definitely a complex of a thousand feelings at once maybe.

Hope I haven’t bored you enough already with this sad day to day story.

So comn’, what do you people think? like honestly..

The likes of Anny exist everyday everywhere, they come they go, they do their stuff, and leave you lying helpless.

Are the ‘’Anny’’s worthy enough to make of them an issue?

Cheers,

P.S: N asked me to open such a thread on the forum.tayyar today. It had been ages since I last used this message board.

[Red Phoenix]

hehe, i should have brought some popcorn with me to this thread

but why do i have this feeling this thread isn't for us mere forumers ;P .. hehe

[shadow1]

It's so great of you to share this experience with us about N and his bit*ch. However you left too many missing links for us to judge better unless there is a subtext we have to go into and add some of our own pieces to make this jigsaw puzzle have any sense.

If the aim of your thread is to denigrate Skinny Anny, you werent all that kind to your firend N at all. You depicted him as an utter alcoholic sleazebag with extremely limited personality only befitting of spoiled rich lower middle class brats. On top of that, you portrayed him as a weakling who is self-absorbed and too self-indulgent to invoke any sympathetic reaction from the reader other than contrived nausea for the sake of humanity and no more.
On top of that you showed him as an unfaithul friend (or boyfriend) to poor little Amanda who will have to cope with the little story he has to make up to cover his rather bemusing amateurish trysts.

What I could basically understand from the story is that your friend got hooked on a girl when he has always been devoid of any emotions. He is struggling to deal with this totally un-expected feeling as he is used to his bit*ches whom he treats cruelly and uses for sexual gratification and then callously dumps them on the sidewalk of life after having fulfilled his manly duties towards humanity.

So he is struggling with loving an ugly skinny bit*ch and hurting deep inside because it was she who gave him the flick while he thought his use-by-day still had some time to run, or worse still, because his pride was injured when skinny Anny instigated the break-up and his manly honour was betrayed. In this respect I feel for him. Timing is of the essence, and being outmanouvered by a bit*ch is an insult to his manly ego that might take a week or two, at least, to heal before he goes back on his hunting trips.

Yes the likes of skinny Anny do exist. Did he not know that?

Tell him it's ok to bear his cross for a week or two because as you intimated there are other fish in the sea. The problem with this one perhaps is that he might have bared his soul to her and offerred a gratuitous glimpse inside it and she decided no matter how admirable his sexual prowess might be, the overall picture isnt too appealing. Next time he should perhaps consider S&M. With alcohol and drugs that does wonders to the soul.

And as the saying goes what comes around goes around she is off to her next trick while he has to deal with the memories. Somehow I have a feeling your friend is a real man and he can cope very well with life's minor mishaps. There is no need at all for him to become a serial killer or anything like that. Few tears, some old songs and Vodka, and a good session of bondage and discipline and he should be back on his feet in no time and prowling for other bit*ches too.

If his pain persists longer than his next sexual conquest, tell him to remember his own words. Nothing like loving oneself too much could get him through these dark hours of injured manhood. And the idea of a slave in his bed is to be taken up as soon as he feels a little better to resume his sexual activity.

N:’’pfff she’s not the type I’d love, you know me better, I’m too fond of myself these days, the only thing I’m likely to love is a slave at my bed’’

[Frisbeetarian]

Originally Posted by shadow1

It's so great of you to share this experience with us about N and his bit*ch. However you left too many missing links for us to judge better unless there is a subtext we have to go into and add some of our own pieces to make this jigsaw puzzle have any sense.

If the aim of your thread is to denigrate Skinny Anny, you werent all that kind to your firend N at all. You depicted him as an utter alcoholic sleazebag with extremely limited personality only befitting of spoiled rich lower middle class brats. On top of that, you portrayed him as a weakling who is self-absorbed and too self-indulgent to invoke any sympathetic reaction from the reader other than contrived nausea for the sake of humanity and no more.
On top of that you showed him as an unfaithul friend (or boyfriend) to poor little Amanda who will have to cope with the little story he has to make up to cover his rather bemusing amateurish trysts.

What I could basically understand from the story is that your friend got hooked on a girl when he has always been devoid of any emotions. He is struggling to deal with this totally un-expected feeling as he is used to his bit*ches whom he treats cruelly and uses for sexual gratification and then callously dumps them on the sidewalk of life after having fulfilled his manly duties towards humanity.

So he is struggling with loving an ugly skinny bit*ch and hurting deep inside because it was she who gave him the flick while he thought his use-by-day still had some time to run, or worse still, because his pride was injured when skinny Anny instigated the break-up and his manly honour was betrayed. In this respect I feel for him. Timing is of the essence, and being outmanouvered by a bit*ch is an insult to his manly ego that might take a week or two, at least, to heal before he goes back on his hunting trips.

Yes the likes of skinny Anny do exist. Did he not know that?

Tell him it's ok to bear his cross for a week or two because as you intimated there are other fish in the sea. The problem with this one perhaps is that he might have bared his soul to her and offerred a gratuitous glimpse inside it and she decided no matter how admirable his sexual prowess might be, the overall picture isnt too appealing. Next time he should perhaps consider S&M. With alcohol and drugs that does wonders to the soul.

And as the saying goes what comes around goes around she is off to her next trick while he has to deal with the memories. Somehow I have a feeling your friend is a real man and he can cope very well with life's minor mishaps. There is no need at all for him to become a serial killer or anything like that. Few tears, some old songs and Vodka, and a good session of bondage and discipline and he should be back on his feet in no time and prowling for other bit*ches too.

If his pain persists longer than his next sexual conquest, tell him to remember his own words. Nothing like loving oneself too much could get him through these dark hours of injured manhood. And the idea of a slave in his bed is to be taken up as soon as he feels a little better to resume his sexual activity.

An utter joy to read. You, my friend, are divine.

[shadow1]

Originally Posted by Frisbeetarian

An utter joy to read. You, my friend, are divine.

Thanks mate. This was an easy prey and I couldnt resist the temptation. I did what Red Phoenix should have done but he chose to control instinctive inclinations.

[Dalzi]

First of all, why did he call the folder 'don't touch' if he doesn't want people to touch it?

Second, what 'shyt' is so hard to forget when she's not the type he'd love? Being dumped? My advice to N; take it like a man and stop whining. It's ok if karma came back at you injuring your manly pride this time, you'll make up for it the next; there are other b!tches in the sea.

Third, don't you worry about Amanda, I'm sure you'll be able to fool her like you always do.

[Faithful]

Originally Posted by lubnanalsayyed

N:’’pfff she’s not the type I’d love, you know me better, I’m too fond of myself these days, the only thing I’m likely to love is a slave at my bed’’

N:’’ its hard man, there are too many memories, too much deep ****, I’ll try to, what I’m afraid of though is the scar this will leave’’

What i couldn't understand is why he is blaming Anny for leaving him and what scar was he talking about, if she was not his type and he didn't love her or even care about her ??? ... and all what he liked is the slavery in bed .... he can find many women who can satisfy his needs no ???

[coralie]

Originally Posted by lubnanalsayyed

Often most of us have went through a story of blunders and headaches leaving a pulsing scar, that comes back to haunt you every now and then, no matter how old you become no matter the distance you’ve come to, there’ll ever be this old scar that will arouse in your dreams on some cold November night like this.

What the hell am I talking about?

Well I was talking to a close friend the other day, my best friend actually, the guy had been a real mess in the brains lately, it was obvious he was having girl problems, I knew N, he’s always been like that; very fragile and easily taken, which made many of us dudes mock him during highschool, later figuring out how superficial we was; don’t get me wrong though, we still mock him nowadays, although he’s beaten us all when it comes to flirting.

Not to drift off,

As a friend, I felt duty to help N out, questioning N didn’t help, he sort of was trying to avoid the dialect, he didn’t want to learn anything about the subject, some deep egoistic wound had hit the poor guy; it was obvious for me that this time my N had been hurt hard; I said to myself this b*tch must be a real heartbreaker, so I went at N right away , who’s the b*tch man?
Is she worth the headache? He like sank his head downwards to the right with a dark figure (typical N), then rose his head up again and with a selfish tone, he says: ‘’forget it!’’

Anyways, some few days later, I was at N’s place, it happened I was using his laptop while he was in the shower; I accidentally fell on some file he had named ‘’don’t open’’, so take a wild guess, curious me surely had to open the freakin file; the file was full of pictures of N with some skinny squeaky lookin girl called Anny.

…and the mystery got unwrapped, it was pretty obvious why N was in the deep shyt he was in.

Looking over the pictures I started to figure that N had some quality time while I was in France this past Summer (I’m not sure if he got layed though), the dude sure had a wild party while I was away, they sure looked high and dry he and this freakin Anny, although I didn’t see her as much as up to the level of what N could drag, I’ve seen him drag better, nevertheless he sure had something going he and this one.

Few minutes later N got out of the shower, I quickly tried to closed the ‘’don’t touch’’ file, N’s really sensitive onto such stuff, he once hit me with is own laptop cause I had mingled into some porn movie of his; guess I was too slow here again, N uncovered me, it looked real bad, he was real pissed off, so I threw to his face : ‘’ so its this Anny the cause behind all this negative vibe lately dude?’’, he freakin didn’t answer, it was pretty obvious.

So I went at him again’’ man thats not the first b*tch that’s dumped you, and it surely won’t be the last, why are you making out all that fuss?’’

N: ‘’I really liked this one man, she like tricked me into having something I always wanted but then all of a sudden left me stranded like a dead guy, she’s nothing like what Sarah did to you, trust me’’

I was like:’’ what the hell happened? You’re gonna tell or what?’’

N:’’ she just didn’t want me anymore man, plain and simple, I went nuts, lost control all of a sudden, you know me, you know the pace I treat with women with, the real nice but cruel guy at once, u know me; but I definitely lost control on this one, it maybe was the alcohol’’

I went:’’ WTF, man whats with the alcohol? you only get into shyt when you freakin drink, you broke up with Nada right after you’ve had that bottle of Smirnoff at Farayya, same thing with Mary, you idiot! You never learn! **** you; just delete this Anny from your brains already’’

N:’’ Cut it out man, I liked this one too much, I’ll admit I didn’t love her though, but she made cool company, a real turner, if you know what I mean; a friend I was sadly unable to handle, now she’s gone’’

In between the dialect, The T.V was running with Mtv (music tv) on, some old Whitesnake love song came along, N almost smashed the television there, the guy couldn’t bare even the listen to a love song, real tragic.

Me:'' just forget her man, there are fish in the sea you know, you seem to have become real negative lately, you got me worried, thats all its about, just live on’’

N:’’Amanda sure knows nothing about this Anny, I haven’t told her yet, but I should tell her some story soon, with all the details; how I mistreated the girl, or about the bad stuff I’ve told her, I mean a guy is what he does, the reputation of a guy among women spreads rapidly, and I definitely wouldn’t want to have the rep. of a guy who disrespects women, you know’’

Me:’’ you sure you didn’t love her dude?’’

N:’’pfff she’s not the type I’d love, you know me better, I’m too fond of myself these days, the only thing I’m likely to love is a slave at my bed’’

Me:’’ then forget her, move on’’

N:’’ its hard man, there are too many memories, too much deep ****, I’ll try to, what I’m afraid of though is the scar this will leave’’

…and we left it at there, I’m not sure where he’s at, at the moment, but its definitely a complex of a thousand feelings at once maybe.

Hope I haven’t bored you enough already with this sad day to day story.

So comn’, what do you people think? like honestly..

The likes of Anny exist everyday everywhere, they come they go, they do their stuff, and leave you lying helpless.

Are the ‘’Anny’’s worthy enough to make of them an issue?

Cheers,

P.S: N asked me to open such a thread on the forum.tayyar today. It had been ages since I last used this message board.

if thats what he wants a slave in his bed get him a poupee gonflable from paris the next time you are there !

why calling Anny a B**? just because she left him ? and what should we call a man "too fond of his precious self" who just need a slave in his bed ?

[fidelio]

Anny is a skinny fish, who is also a b*tch. "N", the idiot drunkard alcoholic philanderer is sorry now that she dumped him.

The writer develops the theme with an explanatory introduction for contextual purposes then continues to devise a plot in which he accidentally discovers N's cause of heartache, followed by a philosophical dialogue knitted using a crude and honest language. Finally, the writer wraps his piece with an existential question that although it appears to be directed towards the reader, it is in fact an inner torment representing one of nature's interesting moments.