I feel awkard, because I’m drunk. I can’t cope with the love I feel for you. I just can’t. BEcause you’re a good person. The kind of person I’d like to meet. The kind of person I’d like to know. But the kind of person I won’t know. The kind of person I can’t know. And I’m just feeling… I can’t stand it anymore. Loving people that can’t and won’t love me back. Loving people I see so much beautiful things, but who won’t see it too. I just can’t. I know my grammar’s not perfect, sorry dudes, I’m drunk. Tomorrow, I’ll see you and I’ll feel awkard. Please, give me the chance. Give me the opportunity to tell her, to say this. Please, do so. Please, I’m so tired of being out. I’m so tired of being off. These are good people, they are sincere. And I’m so desperately trying to find good peope, but I just can’t. The ones I meet, the ones I see are the ones I can’t get close to. Is this a question of generation? I don’t know. I’m drunk. I used to think that I wouldn’t be able to be an addict to alcohol, but now I’m questioning myself, my own assumptions. It seems like you’re just getting me out of the line. I can’t stand that anymore.
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I don’t mind you typing when you are drunk, but please keep your clothes on!
One of the hardest things to give up is the illusion of scarcity. There is “only one” person for me. There are “just a few” people who will ever accept me. I only had “one opportunity” to get ahead and I blew it.
Pish! Posh! And pish-posh! All of us have frikken blinders on. You assume if things aren’t in your immediate field of view then it means nothing else exists. Nope!
You just don’t know what you don’t know! Keep loving. Keep expressing your love. But keep your pants on.
what a way with words you have!
I’ll never know why my English teacher tasked me to write “Pants Metaphors in the Comedies of Dryden and Goldsmith.” All I know is that paper changed my life.
I am unfamiliar….are you reffering to John Dryden from Saxony’s Ol’ resrtoration years? I wanna say….early 1700s? or does this dwell in the same vein as so long and thanks for all the fish(hitchikers guide to the galaxy prequel) tired. so tired. I bet I sound pretentious. I don’t even fucking read books anymore..my heart is an autoclave. my mind is bereft…I don’t read period. nothing deeper than rinse. lather. repeat
Yes. Restoration. Hadda PhD on OKCupid point out how Restoration society was a spy society just like post 9-11. Blew my mind. Wish I had studied the geopolitics more.
You don’t sound pretentious. You sound like a very hip schizophrenic. I bet you look awesome in a cape.
What did I say about being naked, with no pants, clothes off? I just don’t get that. I’m not a native speaker, so maybe there is something in my text/mistakes I didn’t realize would sound like that… But I’m not that bad in English, I think I would have known… Please, tell me if there is anything I need to know.
Thank you for you thoughts. I just can’t put aside things that do matter to me. I’m not sure the image of the blinders is relevant in my case. I think it’s rather a question of needs.If you need to drink because you’re very thirsty, you don’t really care about the piece of cake right next to you. It’s not that you don’t see it, it’s just that you don’t care because you don’t need it. And it doesn’t need you either.
There’s nothing sexual in the kind of love I talk about. As weird and false as it might seem. Some things are beyond those very basic and primary things… Maybe it’s what you meant by “keep your pants on” ? idk
No it’s nothing wrong with the translation he was making a joke
Sorry. I am a bit flippant. Eh, more than a bit. I know you weren’t being sexual.
The cake analogy is good.
I think often the best way to meet people that have the capacity for love is to find things that other people do because they love others. And I know that sentence made little sense.
An example: I’m part of a group called Habitat for Humanity. About twice a year we get together to build cheap houses for low income families. The people I work with are great humans. They really care about the disadvantaged. That kind capacity for love makes them better than average at giving and accepting love.
So find a way to express your capacity for love with selfless acts. Those around you that notice, those that you find doing the same, those are going to be the people you should be around.
I know. yer silly. I interpreted it as a metaphore meaning ‘air your dirty laundry, but don’t show your ass…..am I drinkin yer kool aide?
God I have no idea what I was saying. I wrote that like over 12 hours ago? Yeah, I was somebody else back then.
Thanks for your answer.
“So find a way to express your capacity for love with selfless acts. Those around you that notice, those that you find doing the same”
==> You know what? That is exactly what I had just figured out. That’s the only “solution”, kind of. It’s not really a solution but that’s the only good thing I can do…
I just liked the way you worded it.