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My first love (that was requited) and I were together for six months, and we broke up when I had a freakout about being trans. Now we're very good friends, and she's like a big sister to me.
Do I shock you darling?
-Sally Bowles, Cabaret
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My first love (and first real kiss) left me cuz her mom told her to. Never said another word to me.
What do you tell a quad rider with two black eyes?
Nothin! You alredy told 'im twice!
jeez =[ thats fuked up same
jeez =[ thats fuked up same thing is kinda happening to me right now
my 1st love hasnt spoken to me for a whole month cuz her grandma wont let her =/
:[:
i've had two first loves.
(one for each gender)
G, who i dated a year and a half ago, was my best friend, etc. he kept asking for sex, so we ended it.
and then there was J. she and i were closer than best friends, and always spent time together. all of the sudden, she stopped talking to me, and began saying nasty stuff behind my back. that was about a week after i came out to her.
My first requited love and I
My first requited love and I celebrate our first anaversary in less than a week! (First anaversary of dating, but we've been been best friends for longer than that.)
Don't assume I'm straight and I won't assume you're gay.
Keep religion out of bedrooms, and I won't have sex in church.
awwwww how sweet =]
awwwww how sweet =]
hm, the first girl who liked
hm, the first girl who liked me and I liked back was at a summer camp... she mostly ignored me forcefully. My first REAL girlfriend was a really cute relationship, our first kiss was watching "The Little Mermaid," right after the song "Kiss the Girl." the breakup was rough because she read I was planning to break up with her on this website... anyway, now she's straight and we're really good friends.
Be yourself. 'Cause if you're busy being somebody else, who's gonna be you?
My first love story
My first love story just came back from the dead earlier this week. I have no clue where it's going, either. No one is more surprised about this than me.
Her name was Chelsea. We
Her name was Chelsea. We were in 4th grade and one night when I stayed over at her house and her parents were gone she told me that we needed to take our showers, but we had to take it together because it saved water that way. So we did and she was like, lets play a game. I was the guy and she was the girl and then we switched. Thats when I found out what down there was... SO ya That was when I knew I was gay. I don't know if it was love or not, but it totally was more than a crush. Also, one time we were playing barbies and we made two of them have sex. Yup I don't think thats normal for 10 year old girls to do.
I came out to her this summer and she's really cool about it. She said how she still loves me and we were talking and she brought up the barbies but not the shower, I know it was on both of our minds though. And after I came out to her she made a comment when she bent down to get something for me to stop looking up her skirt. I think she's bi or curious because it was her idea to take the shower and her comments and what not.
love. such a strong word.i
love. such a strong word.i was in 6th grade dating this guy named Marcus. we dated for almost a year, but i ended it 'cause he got really clingy. we've dated twice since then, and we're still close friends. he's awesome. and bi, too. gotta love it.
Bisexual by nature. Absolutely fabulous by choice.
month 1-2: beautiful month
month 1-2: beautiful
month 3-4: sadomasichistic mother fucker
the end
her name was jazmyne. she
her name was jazmyne. she was my best friend and she lived next door to me. i formed a crush on her in 6th grade and was quite confused because i had not felt that way about a girl before. after a while my crush turned into love. she practicly lived at my house. her home live was horrid. her mother and step dad are addics and she would get beaten often. for the whole year of 6th grade i did everything i could to have her at my house as much as posible. then one night that summer on one of the nights she stayed the night i told her i liked girls. she asked if i had ever kissed a girl and i said no. then she got closer to me and said do you want to. we kissed and did alot more that night. the next few days were awkward. we did not talk for almost 2 weeks. then she stayed the night again and sure enough it happened again. but this time after jazzy asked me to be her girlfriend. i was so happy all i could to was blush and say yes. then the next morning said she was to scared and not ready to be with me. i did not let her know how much it hurt. ever. she is still my best friend. but she moved. she is throwing away her live now. she an addict now.. but i still love her. not quite in the same way. but its there and always will be.
"you front the facade of a righteous man but the hole in your heart put the gun in your hand" -leftover crack
i consider "love" to be requited...
meaning that the love has to be a mutual thing. if u feel "in love" with someone, but they don't have those kind of feelings for u, then that's not love. that's a crush, or something. i had a lot of intense crushes on people, and dated people who didn't like me in "that" way, or didn't like me at all, and some may have even hated me.
but i digress...
my first experience of being in love was the boyfriend i had this past winter/spring. we met at skewl, quickly developed into lovers, formed a band, vacationed in Florida [just the 2 of us], saw eachother almost every day, had a lot of sleepovers [his parents were cool with me sleeping over in his room & eating breakfast with the family the next morning... hippies], he was the first guy who i ever had full-on sex [intercourse] with and the first guy who i ever truly enjoyed being sexual with. he told me he loved me, he told me that i was beautiful [every part of me], he wrote me a love poem, he kissed me a lot and was so affectionate, he cooked for me, he made me feel loved and wanted and desired and sexy... it was good.
however, our relationship ended badly. it was partially because we just had too many irreconcilable differences, conflicting personal and family values, and we couldn't resolve our issues and ended up battling all the time. we aren't friends anymore, there is no communication between us, and i always hope that i won't bump into him around campus.
after the breakup i deleted all the pics of him from my camera and my facebook, i took the poster he gave me down off my wall, and tried to forget about him. i still have the card he gave me, the one he wrote the poem in [and drew a big heart and wrote "i love you"]... the front of the card is a picture of 2 golden retriever puppies cuddling. it's bittersweet. I haven't brought myself to throw it away yet.