To which I ramble sadly

Fiona Rosge's picture

I haven't been on here in forever, I'm not even sure how long it's been. I almost forgot about this site. So much has happened, for me this is the sight for meeting people, keeping in contact with them, forming a relationship with them over a period, wishing to see them, having my heart hurt, trying to reach out to them and having them break off contact with me. Even though I may still even love them...
I'm in love with a guy in a relationship, twice over the year I have known him I have had a crush on his girlfriend. She frightens me a bit. The kind that claims to be completly straight even though she has mentioned having "ONE" (underline twice) fling with me-saying that she didn't want to do it because it would only be once and it would hurt me. So naturally you would say she's probably bi right? Nope, she refused to even aknowelge the idea, even got a little angry. And because she mentioned all of us having one fling you would THINK she would be okay with me....playing with her boyfriend? NOPE. nearly had a panic attack the one time we accidently kissed. Now we just flirt...a lot and its driving us both crazy. Did I mention I want him more then anything? He said he loves her, doesn't want to hurt her. And I understand that I do, try so very hard to respect that but I can't help wondering wouldn't it be better and a lot less dangerous if we were all twisted happy family? god I can't believe I'm even posting this on here. But thats my sob story.

Really want to publish some stories, hoping on getting a job at Starbucks this summer...I go to a LGBT center downtown if that is an upside. Thats fun. Hate school....really just rambeling now.
Well thanks for reading my fair people

PS. I'm moving...sad and scary


fox333's picture

Oh wow, sounds like you've

Oh wow, sounds like you've been busy.

I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.
Oscar Wilde

Fiona Rosge's picture


Yeah, its going to be an interesting change
Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire