I don't know, but I feel like this whole idea of soul mates is just an annoying concept the more I think about it.

So we're taught all of our lives that we need this one person in the whole world to feel complete as if love or relationships are a tangible material we can possess and not a fleeting moment in time that we experience. I feel like we naturally fall in and out of love with several different people in our lives based on the fact that we are continually growing and learning and changing as time goes on. This whole idea that there is a one that is more special or meaningful than the rest is just a dangerous thought. Because you'll find one, fall madly in love, and perhaps it stays that way for a long long time. To the point where you are so comfortable with each other that the idea of separating is scary. Eventually you may fall out of love and unfortunately do to these ideas we are conditioned to believe so many people try to force that feeling to come back even though it's passed because they convinced themselves they have some how obtained love rather than experienced it. And the closest thing you ever get to feeling that fleeting emotion again is through small bits of nostalgia that you force out based on the idea that you will never experience love again if you leave.

Seriously though, pulling out in time isn't that difficult.
I just have to assume that you were really ****ing wasted.

I almost went on a date with a crazy chick (well, "crazy" is more like it). She had to cancel because she got a worse diagnosis and had to stay at the mental hospital for treatment. True story.

I was fine with bi-polar. Then she got an outright schizo diagnosis and I was somewhat thankful that I didn't have to make up excuses to cancel.

Crazy chicks are risky but the sex (at least the first few times) is usually totally, ****ing mindblowing.

Nice treatise, but I'll make it simple, sadman

He's got a good thing. He should fight for the good thing

And if it fizzles out, well, at least he can move on knowing that he tried

Dwelling on past mistakes is extremely unhealthy because it brings on a downward cycle of self loathing. It's vastly different than reflecting on them, learning from them and forgiving yourself.

You don't have to tell me the difference between a peepee toucher and a feely toucher. It's obviously not that hard when it's the first girl he met at the goth club. For all he knows girls like that are a dime a dozen and if you want to be honest I'm sure plenty of girls that are into that culture reflect the same elitist attitude as him. At this point, this is pure puppy love, perhaps just a false alarm chemical response to him not being laid in a while.

You have any input on how I'm wrong, my bitter yet wise old friend?

When you carry on it’s like the verbal equivalent of a 5 year old making his mother breakfast in bed except you’re an adult.