My friend has a hot boyfriend, but she hates him. What “Stan” has in looks he lacks in personality. Needless to say, they’ve been together three years. Ridiculous, right? I’d ditch the guy before he knew what hit him, but I have a remarkably short attention span.
Every time I see my friend, I give her shit about Stan, especially because she likes fifteen other guys. There was one guy in particular, Carl, that captured her attention a few months ago but turned into a big unrequited mess. So she always responds to my query of “Why the hell are you still with Stan????” in the same way: with a song, more specifically, Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young’s “If you can’t love the one you want, love the one you’re with.” Since she can’t have Carl, the guy she wants, she’ll continue to love Stan, the guy she’s with. He’s a good stand – in boyfriend, she tells me: He does his job of looking good and also offers other perks, like a vacation home and a car.
I still think I’d dump boring Stan, but what do I know? I’m serially single. So what do you think? Is it better to have someone you love, but have no spark with? Or is it better or have no one at all, but the possibility of finding a sparky someone?
Maybe it doesn’t matter — My friend and I represent the former and the latter, and we basically function at the same level of happiness and satisfaction. But I know we’re both still on the perpetual lookout for fire regardless of our romantic statuses. Sorry, CSNY.
Once a cheater, always a cheater—isn’t that how it always goes? Well, as a former and fully recovered cheat-aholic herself, I beg to differ.
They say cheaters can’t change, but what do they know and who are they anyway? Certainly not me. The debate has gone round the world about 100x over and frankly, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of any real, solid answers. I’m talking stats and numbers—show me that cheaters can’t change, not just that the world has no faith in ‘em, or should I say “us.”
I was the cheater of all cheaters, I rolled with the worst of ‘em. Breaking hearts left and right, not caring about anyone or anything—I did not give a shit, and I definitely regret it all now. Not so much where if I could take it back I would, because it has molded me as a person today; but I wouldn’t mind a chance to apologize to all those I hurt along the way.
Why do people cheat in the first place? It varies; lack of sexual satisfaction, immaturity, wrong phase in someone’s life (my biggest reason for all of my cheating), too much to drink (another big one for me), and on and on. There really is no one reason or cause. But I can tell you one thing, people stop cheating and change for the better for one reason and one reason only—it’s called love; the true, the real, the mature version of it. Read More »
I remember the night that I first met this guy. In my head it plays out like a movie scene—the room began to move in slow motion, everyone else around me faded away. He was just that beautiful. When we shook hands I felt a spark and saw the twinkle in his eyes that made me fall in love with him every single time I saw him. Unfortunately, after doing a bit of research around town, I learned that he had a girlfriend. Freakin’ figures, right?
He and I ended up becoming really close friends, and spent a lot of time together. My feelings for him never went away and it began to be kind of a running joke between the two of us, and everyone else we knew—our friends knew, his girlfriend thought it was funny. And sometimes I thought I was crazy, but I always felt like there was something else there between us. I would catch him staring at me from across the room, and every time he would walk past me he had to put his hands on me someplace. But… he loved his girlfriend so I didn’t think too much about it and figured it was part of the running joke. Read More »
Cheating on your boyfriend with his best friend and the secret has your stomach gurgling-a-fire? Or better yet, do you just get off on listening to other people’s closet-ed stories of deception? Well then Girl, do I have a website for you.
PostSecret.blogspot.com is the most brilliant site I have ever seen, EVER! Here’s the premise:
A bunch of average nobodies anonymously write their own secrets down on a postcard and mail them to a blogsite to post. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less. Just secret after secret. Lie after lie. It is absolutely gorgeous. Really.
Yeah, yeah, I know you must think I am an incredibly shallow and morbid person- And maybe your right, but it takes one to know one, and I guarantee once you go there, you will be there for a while.