Bittersweet Rose Thorns

I'm just a sore loser. I don't mean to deprecate myself, but I need to realize this and I need to plow through it. Why is it that whenever something like this happens it just taints me for the longest time? I am like a newfag on /b/ thinking that it's cool to carouse /b/ until I stumble upon dicks, CP, or gore. That's the point where I become devastated, but then I become sensitized to it and I move on. Maybe even to the extent where I even forget about 4chan together. That's actually a really bad metaphor, but I thought it good because of the sensitization, where it symbolizes a situation that I will overcome sooner or later. The only thing I'm worried about is how long this is going to affect me.

Arrrghhh, it just feels so bittersweet. I just don't know what to expect out of the situation. I seriously think they're fucking with me and I don't know how to react. Up until now, I didn't care, I didn't want to have anything to do with ***. WTF, such a buzzkill, not to mention the situation where they met again. What am I supposed to do? There's a reason why things overcomplicated themselves. We didn't match up. Simply put, our personalities didn't match up and there's nothing I can possibly do to fix the situation. So I left it alone, forgot about it, then *** tries to acquaint again. I can't trust ***. We cannot be comrades any longer without one of us trying to achieve the impossible. Seriously even if we both wanted it, it could never happen. In an ideal world, we should, we could, we would. Our **** would be stronger than an event horizon of the strongest degree. We would go over the event horizon and around, that's how strong our love would be. I swear it. In an ideal world. Sadly, this is not the utopia that I had in mind. I cannot express how angry I am with you trying to associate yourself with my companions. Sorry this is the only way. Depressing really, but there's nothing I can do.



Things to consider. Thanks Molly.