Lifting won't bring her back

FUARK

someone better

>Amber goes to the same gym as i do
>Everytime i see her there i set a new PR
>Always pass next to her to catch her attention while she's doing some meme cardio exercise
>She just doesn't care
At least i dropped 30kg since we broke up so i got that going for me which is nice

In process of getting a divorce so I have to ask; does it matter?

We all have to move on. Do not worry gents, we will all make it.

>Picture related to how I am feeling

Oh shit!
What color and what happened?

Robert Paulson

Naomi

Julia.

It's been three years.

Florence

Ruth

Bats

maddie

Three tone sunburst

Lost by airline

Damn nigga, it was an actual pre-CBS Strat? Maple neck? I feel for you.

Erin.
She got engaged this year.
Still haven't found anyone who can remotely compare.

Hold me, Veeky Forums.

SYLVIAAAAAAA

GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE OVEN

Lifting won't change the fact that you're a pussy either

And you know what... lifting may not bring her back but it sure as hell can bring you back. We are all going to make it.

Mom

Yes and yes

Started picking up pre 2000s Ibanezes after that. Didn't feel like I could play a Strat again without feeling like something is missing.

I feel like I can't be able to forget her but I also feel like thats some r9k shit. we just broke up.

>tfw we still talk
>tfw she's a massive tease

Might get her back lads, too bad I've lost all my libido ever since I started working out again. I haven't fapped in 3 weeks, used to nightly

Shit, son. I don't know what I'd do if I lost my '64 Jazz.

The idea that keeps coming is "wow I could of at least sold it had I known this would happen"
Hindsight

Considered JM but wanted a really different experience I guess.
What color you got that in senpai?

that was a great thing to say thanks user . Thanks a lot

"my self respect"

I have never met you user but know that I got you famalam.

You won't get her back, she just likes the attention. Make a move and it'll be all "Whoa, what are you doing?" Like when Ross tried to cop off with his cousin in F . R . I . E . N . D . S

Same bro.

Did you at least get some form of compensation from the airline company? I'd lost my shit if I were you.

The Jazz is just your standard 3-tone sunburst with a rosewood fretboard, got the pickguard taken off due to being a Jaco fanboy. Nevertheless my favorite and my baby.
Been on the look for a '58 Precision though, the type with the 2-tone finish, gold-ish pickguard and a maple fretboard. Would be such a sweet addition. Just put a pair of flats on it and you're off to tonal heaven.

You are what you eat

Deep down I know you're right
I was hoping I could ignore it

no
no
nooo
NOOOOOOO

YOU LIER
WHY ARE YOU LYING ON THE INTERNET???

Good effort anyway. Hopefully you can confront it one day, I only speak from experience. We're all going to make it.

If this is Veeky Forums in a nutshell then I guess I'm here right. C-can I join your secret board club?

y-you too

Christy. It still hurts.

oppo situation here. i am not sure if i love her. but i sure as hell will miss her if she leaves.

i sometimes look at other girls and think "what if?" but i'm probably punching above my weight as it is. i just don't know. i take a risk, i might find myself heartbroken, or i might be liberated.

to take the leap into the lonely unknown, or nestle in the familiar niceties. do i see a future?

fucked if i know.

2deep4me

life's three best teachers.

>heart-breaks
>empty pockets
>failures

i've had my heart shattered twice and there were months afterwards where i felt i'd never be the same again. here i am, better than ever. i don't ever regret those heart breaks, the lessons i learned, or the memories i spent with those people.

the most important part of recovery is to MOVE FORWARD IN LIFE. set goals in life and shoot for them. don't be like the faggots that fall into the same cycle for years on end, waiting for the weekends to go 'enjoy' themselves then it's back to shitville. always go for something whether it be something as big as starting your own business or getting a worthwhile degree or something as small as getting your bench to a certain weight or running a half-marathon. SET THE DATE THOUGH. 90 days, 60 days, whatever it is you MUST set a date.

fuck i could go on and on but this board is full of retards.

>the most important part of recovery is to MOVE FORWARD IN LIFE

Well, it's good to move forward until you suddenly discover that you're actually not moving forward in your life but running away from it.

Angelica.
Not just her body but her personality and the moments and scares we shared.

Lauren, we love all the same stuff we get along great but she'll never love me. Just gotta work the pain away.

Emilie

Goodbye my sweet princess, hello darkness my old friend

ANNA
My anna banana ;_;

Her name was Vicky.

>end of first year at college (as in the two years before university)
>as the end of the year approaches I meet this girl in my physics class
>we're the only two who do any work
>she's alright so I do a few checks to see if she's an available target
>she has a bf
>no worries, that's what checks are for
>she introduces me to her friend, Vicky
>as I remember it exam period was extremely close, so around June
>June 2015 I meet her for the first time
>it's not love at first sight, I barely even notice her
>she's quiet and looks like pic related (except not skin and bones)
>as I know both physics girl and her friend Vicky I talk to them a few times
>they're both shy, or at least are around me they are
>I'm a social autist so I plough on through anyway because I need someone to talk to and I had nobody else available so I had to make do with a pair of brick walls
>eventually physics girl sort of talks to me, but I talk more with Vicky

(1/10)

>Year 2 starts
>look online to see my classes
>Vicky is in my biology class
>good to have someone I know there
>first day we're all spooked by each other
>we go and sit down, she sits on the corner of my table next to me
>the year scrolls by, and I gain interest in this girl from chemistry
>turns out she's a complete nutcase
>up to Christmas I'm trying to get her, but after I get to know her I realise it's a train-wreck
>decide to back out but I don't know how
>after Christmas chemgirl starts doing attention seeking stuff
>even my biology teacher thinks there's something going on between me and chemgirl
>be the most friendliest friend possible in order to get myself friend-zoned
>never before has it been so hard to do so
>after eventually escaping chemgirl I'm drifting around with no interest
>that's where Vicky comes in

(2/10)

>1 minute between posts

nice copypasta

>Summer of Year 2
>talked to Vicky tons over the year, we saw eachother a lot
>enjoyed talking to her, we'd have good conversations, especially once she had opened up to talking to me
>Revision period starts
>A few days in I think about all the people I'll be glad to be rid of
>I'm a cold heartless bastard who doesn't become attached to people
>think through everyone I know I won't have to see again
>then it comes to her
>realise that I geniunly like her
>she's the only person I actually like being around
>have a revelation
>when I'm interested in a girl it's because I want to fuck them
>realise it's not the same with her
>I like being around her
>at long last I understand how special she is to me
>but exam period has already started

(3/10)

I don't want her back. Fuck you, Sarah.

Man this...boy do I know it..

Here. Have a nice piece of soothing music to mend those feels.

youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ

Mine is too. Would have been 4 years together today. You're gonna make it brah

>put my revision aside
>make plans to get a second job and start applying during exam period
>this is so I can pay for dates, seeing her, etc
>realise I have two days (my two biology exams)
>she gets the train with me
>June 16th and 23rd
>plan out my conversation pathway exactly
>list out the information I need: Is she single? is pretty much all
>June 16th - D-Day
>never see her going to college but instead coming back
>As soon as the exam ends I search the college for her
>I'm walking around, people trying to talk to me and I'm blowing them off quickly
>find her but my damn friends are trying to talk to me
>son of a bitch
>she goes to pay off her debts to the college
>she doesn't have enough money so goes back to get some from the ATM
>she walks back to the office to pay them off
>as she's coming back for the third time I've finally escaped my old friends
>engage with her and start walking to the train
>my bastard friend starts talking to us
>he also gets the train
>son of a motherfucker
>he has something to do but he'll catch up with us later
>fate has blessed me
>as we're going to the train I'm finding out about her plans
>information extraction is engaged
>talk about mine too so it isn't suspicious
>she mentions hating being the 'third wheel' to her friend and her friends boyfriend when they go to to stuff
>that implies she's single
>information acquired, time for the kill
>then friend from earlier shows up
>come up with a cunning plan
>exchange contact information with both of them
>get his email and her number
>don't really give a shit about his email, but her number was my goal
>it's a safety net in case I fail, I can always talk to her
>tell her to text me
>she wasn't going to just yet
>make sure she does
>she had typed in the wrong number (or maybe she was doing it deliberately looking retrospectively?)
>it seemed like a genuine mistake nonetheless
>she texts me: "v"
>mark down the number
>leave the train and say goodbye to my friend

(4/10)

Man you just explained my situation. I'm in a relationsihp with a girl who I know loves me and trusts me for real. She is a wife material. But also she was my first woman I've ever had sex. Nowdays I'm not sexually attracted to her anymore and I can defiiently say that the flame has died. I don't know what to do. Break up with her? I'm almost sure that I'll probably never find another like her. Should I stay with her, and live a boring life without passion? I'm only 22, so I don't know if its a good idea to settle down with one woman.

The fuck am I supposed to do?

Why life has to be so complicated?

>June 23rd - it's my last chance
>find her quickly after the exams are over
>go outside the place where I saw her standing when I was going to exams in the morning
>lots of people I know there
>briefly talk with them
>see her and we start talking
>we get to the train-station and god truly blessed me
>the train is delayed for 4 hours
>FOUR HOURS
>have an entire 4 hours to sit and talk with her
>there are a few other people who come and go over time
>usually it's just us
>we're enjoying each-others company (as far as I can see)
>it's hard being an autist because I easily fall for females tricks, and looking back I can't remember all too well, but I wasn't suspicious at the time at all
>we talk about a lot of things
>suddenly it hits me
>we're almost at my stop
>where did the four hours go?
>just as it's reaching my stop
>time slows down
>this is it
>if I don't ask her now, I'll never get this opportunity again in my life
>could always do it by phone
>I clutch my phone and push it back into my pocket as a physical symbol that I'm not taking my shit any longer
>man up
>calm cool and collected: ask her if she 'wants to do something over summer'
>don't really hint that it's a date, but she probably knew
>in her reaction she seems pleased
>as I think back, I believe behind her motions she was worried, like when you have a horrific surprise you feel those few seconds of worry/heat/pain
>at the time I'm unaware of this, it may not even have occurred, I could be completely wrong
>either way, we talk about the logistics
>she has a train-pass that's still valid so she suggests coming to visit me as it will be free
>agree with her
>tell her I'll text her
>completely over the moon, I can't believe this
>the first time in my life I've asked a girl out and she said yes
>feel like god on earth
>As I'm walking home I text my friend about how she said yes
>he can't believe it either
>life is good
>but that won't last for long...

(5/10)

He has a well defined personality though

>meant to wait till the end of my exams to text her but I can't wait
>June 27th 20:19- "You free Thursday?"
>this is where the curve of exponential despair starts
>x = time y = despair, equation fits y=e^x - that's the only way I can really describe it, it gets worse and worse with time
>first few minutes - maybe she's not at her phone
>after 10 minutes - maybe she's busy, she could be at work
>hours pass - perhaps she was already asleep?
>go to my last exam the next day
>check my phone after the exam
>still no response
>after it reaches 6pm June 28th I call her
>think I accidently hit the hang-up as I fumble my phone, but she might have hit reject call (but I doubt she would have such ninja reflexes to do so, so quickly, unless she was in the middle of something and accidently hit it)
>call her a without messing it up
>no response, but I didn't expect one
>goes to voicemail
>read a script from my computer screen pretty clearly
>it's mostly confident (but I did read the worst wrong a few times and have to correct myself)
>tell her to meet me at my station June 30th (thursday) from the 11:22 train
>June 29th I return my books and run into some friends
>tell me I can't receive texts if my phone is off
>I'm retarded to think that I can
>turn my phone on and get a text
>my heart races
>mess up my unlock code a few times as I can barely keep my hands from shaking
>it's from my father telling me about returning books (which I'm already doing)
>heart sinks a little lower than before
>by this point my days have already become difficult to do things, I just think about her and spend time doing nothing, just waiting for her to respond
>text her, telling her I've had my phone off for the past few days and any texts she's sent me won't have come though (apparently I need to wait 48 hours to make sure all texts have gone through or something, said one of my friends)
>no response from her after text
>June 30th comes about and I set my walk to the train-station

(6/10)

Tfw nothing Has ever motivated me as much as this stupid pic

>listening to some sad music as I walk down because I know how this ends
>know she won't be there
>As I wait on the station and the train arrives I don't look up
>wait with my head facing the floor
>trying to prove to myself that I don't even need to look, I don't care what the outcome is
>after the station empties and I try to walk away I can't help but turn around just to make sure
>she's not there
>this doesn't kill me, I was already dead at this point
>send her one last text telling her don't worry about not being around today, and that she should message me if she wants to hang out in future
>as I go home the day slowly progresses
>from this point I don't think things can get worse, but little do I know the worst was about to come
>my internet friends notice that my voice isn't it's usual happy-go-lucky nature
>trying to be happy and putting it on pretty well, usually I can mask my emotions, but there's something about the tone of my voice that's off
>still pretend to be happy though
>tell them it will probably be back to normal after the weekend
>think I'll be over it by then
>Over the next few days my sleeping patterns and diet deteriorate
>know I'm about 50kg, and check my weight (because I'm getting worried that I may actually be at risk)
>I'm 48kg - I don't know how much I lost because of her, but I'm always around 50kg and have been for a while
>I'm a 5'5" manlet, she was 5'4" (she was a little shorter than me), 50kg is almost underweight for my height
>2kg in 4-5 days possibly?
>start forcing myself to eat more
>get myself into a more aggressive attitude with myself, that I need to get over this
>understand how petty this is of me. A girl doesn't want to be with me so I get upset? It's pathetic and I'm ashamed of myself
>but I can't help it
>fall asleep and wake up at random times in the day
>when I sleep I sweat too, it could be the heat though

(7/10)

When she's gone you'll reakise what you're missing faggot. Just be happy with how things are for once

>when I'm awake my shoulders feel extremely heavy, or more that I my body in comparison feel really weak
>I've never understood heavy shoulders until this point
>think I've hit rock bottom
>but there's one more step before I've finally lost it
(7.5/10) --ran out of words

>one night, after barely consuming my dinner (I try but I feel physically ill, I don't mean to be a pussy little bitch, but I can't help my nature)
>my stomach pains go down after some time and I return to my computer
>usually spend my time sleeping on my computer chair or browsing the internet, turning on youtube videos, muting them and then thinking about her
>can't stop myself any longer
>look up her Facebook profile
>As I see her profile picture (it's her from comicon)
>about to enter her profile and look around
>I stop
>there's an extreme pain in my stomach
>seeing her face caused this intense pain
>stare at it for a few seconds longer
>it's pretty low res
>stand up and go to the bathroom
>as I enter I'm sick
>my head feels light and I think about what a mess I am
>all this because she didn't want to?
>at the end of the day I should just let her be happy, that's what I really want, but there's this disgusting conflict inside me
>part of me wants her to be mine forever
>and the other part wants her to be happy
>I know my selfish desires are the part that's killing me and I need to move on
>after the sickness
>my parents think I have a stomach bug
>I agree with them
>I feel bad for not eating these meals, but I tell them I'll get my own food
>I start getting slices of bread and slowly eating them over time to maintain my energy
>just before my nightmare is over, the real nightmares begin

(8/10)

>also:
I've written this story to a notepad and am transcribing it. It's not a pasta bro.

...And what if I tell you that this woman is 24 years older than me....?

>true nightmares happen
>as my sleeping pattern starts to return to normal, she starts appearing in my dreams
>I've never had such vivid memory of dreams before
>they're burned in my memory
>the same image of her is scarred there too
>it's her, standing with her phone, it's white apple make, but inside a blue phone protector with a black bumpy grip around the sides, and a hole for the camera
>one time in biology she forgot it and I returned it to her
>the mental image of her I have is her standing at the train station, a pose she usually stood in against the wall, two hands on her phone staring at it
>she didn't lean against the wall, she stood close to it though
>the train station around her tends to be with her for the first set of dreams
>I have a few dreams with her in during the same first night that I start seeing her
>in one dream, it's the station I meet her at
>there's a valley my mind has formed based off of some part of Thomas the tank engine from when I was a kid (why was this here?)
>there's a bridge going across it
>it's far in the distance
>high tech trains with he wires and such are passing us at extremely fast speeds
>on June 23rd when I last saw her, we had trains pass us but not stop at our station
>the fast trains in my dream mimicked these
>she was stood there looking at her phone
>as I approached her to try and talk to her I woke up when I was getting within talking distance
>she doesn't move, she's always like a stationary wax model
(9/10)

>tfw Oedipus complex

>a few days later I have another dream
>I'm somewhere I don't recognize,I think it's a library/food area
>there's glass panels around a central place and I'm outside
>she's inside, but this time (why it's more important than others) she's sat down
>she's still looking at her phone but she's just sat down facing away at a table
>walk quickly to get around the glass panels
>lots of my old college friends (the ones I didn't give a toss about) were there to greet me
>pass them completely ignoring them all
>as I regain eye contact with the chair she was sitting on, she's gone
>all that remains is her bag
>that's where the dream ends
(9.25/10)

michelle

>months later, things have gotten better
>results day comes around
>18th August
>things are too late even if she did want to start going out with me
>decide not to leave things so cold
>"How'd you do kiddo?" - a little cheeky, but at this point I've moved so far on dating is out of the question
>stopped thinking about her so much
>remember when I was applying for jobs, I calculated I needed £600 to see her every other weekend, for the full weekend, via train from my university (I checked train prices and times etc to get cheapest)
>was planning to raise at least £600 a year so I can regularly physically see her
>was scared about a long term relationship, I know they don't work, so I looked up how to make one function, that being seeing her as much as I can
>that's all in the past
>have a folder where I stored everything I know and write plans
>had plans for dates, things to talk about, everything
>I wanted no fuck-ups
>became self evident that I no longer required this folder
>couldn't bring myself to delete it
>zipped it and shoved it on my external hard-drive in an archive folder
>since I wasn't strong enough to delete it, I can at least bury it never to be looked at again
>things were looking up
>had found other things to do over summer and life was getting good
>got much more into lifting (I did it on and off before, but now I'm properly in the game, no more fucking around), dieting correctly (which helped me get back into eating correctly, soon I'll escape skellemode)
>after she never came back to me, I had started getting really insecure about myself, my appearance, my height, my dick, everything
>but now, I wasn't feeling it so much, and as more time passed the worries vanished, I feel so much better
>I'm back on top of things

(9.5/10)

That was very important relevant information

Probs should break up lol

>then one night she appears again
>we're walking through a jungle, it's me her and some guy in the stereotypical jungle explorer uniform
>I'm talking to him, and I turn to her to ask her an opinion
>she's still looking at her phone and makes an aggressive huff at me and walks faster ahead, her legs are moving apparently, usually she's completely stationary
>I turn back to the explorer and shrug (as if to say, "what's her problem?")
>for some reason in this dream I'm not trying to chase her, or talk to her, and she's not causing me to wake up and she's not vanishing
>it was only after the dream when I realised who I was talking to, as in who that person meant to me rather than just the name and appearance
>feel strange for a little but I don't let it get in my way
>just continue my day undisturbed
>even my nightmares can't stop me now

(9.75/10)

I was in this exact situation until four months ago. I stayed with her, and she eventually realized that the passion I had was gone, and became more desperate for affection and emotionally unstable. I finally broke up with her and now we are both doing fine, although we no longer speak. Just break up with her now. Trust me.

It's now 21st of September 2016. I almost never think about her now, I'm too busy thinking about uni and my future.

But, you know what anons? After all that, I'm glad. Perhaps you're surprised, but I see this more as a blessing than a curse. If she had loved me back, and then left me, I would probably have fucked something big up in my life. The way it happened meant no damage, as it happened over Summer so I had no exams/revision to worry about. As I never had time to grow my love for her, I think I avoided more damaging depression, which might have required medical intervention.
Before her, as I went around in my life I was interested in every girl, I didn't care who, I just wanted one, but afterwards I understand that I wouldn't have been happy like that. I don't want a girlfriend because she's a girl, I want a girlfriend because she's a friend. I realise sex is secondary, it's not what matters to me. I want to find a girl like her, who I enjoy being in company with, and who enjoys being in my company right back, but in the same special way we had between each other. Talking to her felt different to the other girls, but I never realised what that meant until Summer-time hit me.
After worrying about the dynamics and functionality of how my relationship would work with this girl, I understand that 'they live happily ever after' is a damn fairy tale - life doesn't work like that, and the I'll go through a few girlfriends before I hit the age of marriage. I'm not going to hunt girls at bars and mow them down for sex, but I've realised instead I'm going to find girls I enjoy the company of. On the other end of the stick, I'm also not going to marry the first girlfriend I have.
Girls I want now will be far and few between, and I'll have to get to know them before I can make a decision, but I know what to look for now, I won't be so neglectful of how happy someone makes me again, I wouldn't miss what I had missed before.

one badass comic.

Ivana

>tfw Im leaving humanity behind for her

aw fuck man I just took my strat and acoustic on a flight and was utterly terrified of this, ended up paying out the pocket to take the strat on as hand luggage.

tl;dr
this isn't how you greentext

All in all, despite the torment I had to endure, it's been a valuable life experience. Anything could have happened to her. For all I know, she could have died (which would explain a lot), or she could be riding the cock carousel, or she could have just done nothing at all, I have absolutely no idea, I haven't had any contact with her since June 23rd. I may not be head over heels for her anymore, but she was still a good friend of mine. I hope she'a alright.
I'm ready for university, and I know what kind of girl to look for now. I've completely lost interest in physical characteristics (unless they're extremely skelle or whale tier - e.g I can't get/maintain an erection), all I look for now is a girl who I like being around and can trust. I know they exist, I found one before, I'm sure there has to be at least one more out there, somewhere.
When I thought about Vicky I felt sad for what could have been. Did I really believe I was going to maintain a relationship through all of university? And then what, marry her? it was so naive and childish of me.

If I had never asked her out, I'd have lived the rest of my life begging to go back and try. At least this way I know for sure.

{10/10}

Vicky, I just hope you've found happiness. You'll always be a good memory, even if I have stained it with my own overshadowing selfish desires, the good times I had with you will always outshine what happened at the end. Here's looking at you kid.

here's a tl;dr for you:

>this girl I like
>she doesn't like me back
>feels bad man
>I get over it

The end.

Marina lol, the mental pain never healed I guess from what she put me through. I feel bad for all the people who came after her though, I became what I hated just to make the pain a little less for a limited time frame.

I don't know what year was when this story happened but it certainly couldn't be before less than 8 years.
Now you don't ask for a number, you don't wait for someone's answer to see if he/she is busy or not. You just add on a social network and you are immediately in contact and immediately see what the other one is up to. The communication has totally changed and you are the more worthy the more photos and "friends" you have there. Hell for us, slightly assburgerish anons.

Was she from Belgrade

Sasha. Time to go listen to some elliott smith and cry myself to sleep.

Hope you're doing well Gabriella. I should've set you on the right track. It was wrong for me to dump you and let you turn to drugs. I should've stuck by you when you needed a shoulder to cry on but I was too selfish so I left. Hope you're doing better. Still remember when we used to just not give a fuck in high school, when we shoplifted in that liquor store, when I drove you down I-80 at night, when I took you out to prom. Those were the times.

Naw, some Cali girl.

This was such a disappointing story and you, user, are such a romantic assburger.
I mean, where did she disappear, you attended the same school, right?
Also you say how much afford you spent to get her number. You had her facebook, you say you knew each other for years, yet you didn't have her number? It doesn't make sense at all.

>What was her name
I'm at that point in life where as soon as I read that my mind just went blank and I couldn't even think of a name even after 15 seconds. When I was still in school I would think of her name before ending the sentence.

Just kill me now

>had some severely autistic oneitis
>let's write a long and ridiculously boring green text about something that happens to nearly everyone, rejection
Jesus Christ and I was reading it expecting to see some twist, but it was just you sulking over some stupid shit. You're pathetic.

This was a few months ago.

I didn't have a facebook during college, a lot of people tried to add me but I told them that I'm a 'ghost' and not on social media.

Pretty dumb now I look back at the life I could have had.

It was only yesterday I set up a facebook account for University. I have added snapchat and telegram too.

In fact, Vicky tried to add me on facebook before. She had talked to me a few times about it and urged me to get it, but I kept telling her I don't do that stuff.

I missed out on potential parties and other social events, and it's all my own fault.

That last part though, I haven't used social media before and need a few tips.

What do you mean by "the more worthy the more photos and "friends" you have there."
Can't I just use it for communication via messaging? I don't like having information available online, in fact by facebook page doesn't even have any pictures of me or my surname, it's just my first name. My entire 'profile' is locked down and no information exists on there. I don't give out my information to the internet. I often search my email addresses in google to make sure my identity is secure.

Despite all that, I'm a pretty social guy and get along with people.

Will I be safe if I just have a facebook account for messaging people rather than for shitposting about what kind of food I eat?

After college, university starts. That's it, I'll never see her again.

I don't want to go back at this point. I always have the temptation to back but after I was sick I think why bother? She clearly doesn't want to be around me and I'd prefer her to be happy that way.

I never had a facebook account so I never added her. She told me she used it a lot though, that's how she talked to her friends.

I never socialised with people outside of college. The only peoples numbers I had were people who I knew from my old school before college.

You underestimate how much of an autist I really am. This entire summer went as my summers usually go. I don't leave my house, I sit here and use the internet. Often I do programming, watch videos, sometimes some work (in this case revision for university). Sometimes I play games with my Steam friends I made online, but I don't really talk to my friends any more or play games.

As I look back I realise I could have been with her if I either made a move earlier or wasn't a social shut in.

For university I'm changing things around. I've fixed my looks so I don't appear like an autist, and I'm using my autism to my advantage. Towards the end of college I figured out how to be social (really social), everyone knew me and I had no enemies. I was a likeable guy, but I never went on social events. I know what to do this time around.

See , 4th line from the bottom:
>"understand how petty this is of me. A girl doesn't want to be with me so I get upset? It's pathetic and I'm ashamed of myself"

I should have trimmed this down before shitposting this here.

It's a jumbled mess I just wrote. I need to go through it and remove the irrelevant crap so I can get it in one post.

hello mr. 20th century
welcome to 21st century where harvesting for likes on facebook and other similar stuff on instagram and other shit builds your own social status
want to stay out and are you ok with it and you still have friends? good for you
want to get in? get prepared for some never ending caroussel of hypocrisy, attention whoring and jealousy. Get alpha or stay forever omega.

Is there a tutorial somewhere?