what i just read on yahoo answers, lol so true

im tell you right now, gemini are the worst to go after. gemini is basically good for a good fling and will not last very long maybe 3 weeks max! while they are messing with you they are looking for there next obsession. you guys might have a sexual attraction but to geminis.. he has sexual attractions to everyone and only wants a good lay at the end. you are going to set your self up to get hurt. please back off while you can.


gemini do not like relationships. they are an air sign basically going to one girl after another with not strings attached and they will never feel emotional about someone. they are cold hearted im telling you this now.. and as a cancer, yes you are very sexual but you are always clingy and once you get closer you will want more.. and a gemini will only expect a one time thing and that's it..


good luck.. and please don't go after him for his looks, a gemini is not worth you crying, and getting hurt at the end and for someone you will never be with at the end.

Source(s):

experince.... very bad... =/

• 4 months ago

love

i think i'm still in love with b-------

Ok been soo long since i;ve last posted and im glad to say , he said it back. Its not my life goal but it makes me happy, altho it wouldn hurt if he more often mans up to his feelings and says it a wee bit more often. Ne who i realize that although i'm comfortable with who I am when im with myself or in comfy environments, Im not yet quite as comfy when in crowds. I get twitchy and itchy and self conscious, and twist my hair, and fiddle with my phone (yes once again resorted to my phone since my neclace went pop) I need to sort that out cuz i shouldn be that way. Ne who, thats all for now, peaches and cream.....byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I dont wanna cry

I wanna cry, i think. I said it, why am i so stupid, but you know what, he's so quiet i could bet my last dollar on the fact that even if he shared the sentiment, he woudnt have said it. Im hurt, and angry with myself. But i guess its the story of my life. So it brings to question, who says It first? Is it the man, because he is seen as the head, the leader of all his engagements? Or is it the woman, who is the fairer weaker sex, so in tune with her emotions? How does one decide one is ready to utter such a great step. How does one fair when ones affections are not returned. Most importantly, how do i step forward with my relationship which is apparently half love half just not love as yet. I give up. Vaya con dios, I hate relationships.

IM TIRED

Havent said this in a while but im really and truly, physically and mentally exhausted.

Abuse

Although I may not know about physical abuse, having never really been touched by a male aggressively, i realise now i may know a thing or two about emotional abuse. I am still reeling in its effects. Having been told that i'll only marry you if you do this, or women wear red lipstick and nailpolish, even today i sit and think how weak was I. How weak do all of us women get? That we let these men, assert control over us. I still cry. Cry that i took the cheating, cry that i accepted the pain cry because I STILL HURT. Yet still I hope to overcome it all. As Maya Angelou said, Yet still I rise. I hope to rise above this all. To have my heart for me and not Give it to anyone, but loan it to them, to help me carry it. Until then I have to pick up the pieces

Something i read, find interesting

> Read This - Is It Doesn't Matter If You're Married, Single or Engaged > >

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, 'I've got something > to tell you. > She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. > Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. 'I > want a divorce.' I raised the topic calmly. > > She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, 'Why?' I avoided her > question. This made her angry. She threw away > the chopsticks and shouted at me, 'You are not a man!' > > That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had > happened to our marriage. But I could hardly > give her a satisfactory answer, she had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. > > I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce > agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. > > She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with > me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not > take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. > Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was > actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to > be firmer and clearer now. > The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't > have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an > eventful day with Dew. > > When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and > was asleep again. In the morning she > presented her divorce conditions: > She didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested > that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. > > Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt > him with our broken marriage. > This was agreeable to me. But she has something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her > into out bridal room on our wedding day. > She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front > door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I > accepted her odd request. > I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No > matter what tricks she applies, she has to > face the divorce, she said scornfully. > My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. > So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, > 'Daddy is holding Mummy in his arms.' His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to > the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. > > She closed her eyes and said softly, 'Don't tell our son about the divorce.' I nodded, feeling > somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove > alone to the office. > On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest.. I could smell the > fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. > I realised she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! > > Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. > On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman > who had given ten years of her life to me. > > On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell > Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday > work-out made me stronger. > She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a > suitable one. Then she sighed, 'All my dresses have grown bigger.' > > I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more > easily. > > Suddenly it hit me, .. she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I > reached out and touched her head. > Our son came in at the moment and said, 'Dad, it's time to carry Mum out.' To him, seeing his > father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our > son to come closer and hugged him tightly. > > I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held > her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, > through the sitting room, to the hallway. > > Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, it was just like our > wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. > > On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to > school. > > I held her tightly and said, 'I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.' > I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any > delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. > Dew opened the door and I said to her, 'Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.' > She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. 'Do you have a fever?' she asked. I moved > her hand off my head. > 'Sorry, Dew,' I said, 'I won't divorce.' My marriage life was boring probably because she and I > didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. > > Now I realise that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her > until death do us apart. > > Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into > tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. > At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me > what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, 'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us > apart.' > The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, > the car, the property , the money in the bank, ah... blah..blah. > These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. > So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build > intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! > If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you just might save a > marriage. >

I promised myself it wouldn happen too soon, i swore i wouldnt but oh gawd, he's sooo sweet. They all are in the beginning, but once again im gonna allow myself to fall. Freefall. I like it, i like falling in love, but picking up the pieces after is always the hard part. Jus wanted 2 gloat. BTW EVERY DAY I THINK I HATE B B MORE AND MORE

Today

Today was, in as few words possible, beautiful. Yeah i kno, the pictoral imagery rel corny. But thats how it was, the sex wasnt mindblowing, it was personal, fun, and funny. I loved the way i felt and looked. I felt good and appealing naked. I felt watched. I felt wanted. And im finally starting 2 realise sumn, im always left told how much im loved, was love, maybe it really wasnt me. Maybe it was them?

My Fireworks

Today it happened. I really like him, did i enjoy the moment, kinda. Too few kisses, caresses and sweet words whispered in my ear. And the brother walkin in part wasnt 2 pleasant.

εïз .. says:
he still makinit sound like he n her were jus frens
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
so i wanted yall 2 see
εïз says:
wasnt he more
εïз .. says:
i never thought u were exaggerating
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
i sent him d email on d 15t
εïз .. says:
i jus thought he was abig ass but never thought u were exaggerating
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
is jus as much as i tried 2 explained it felt like if i was d enabler
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
but i havent spoken 2 him in a month
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
i saw that this mornin
εïз says:
hes still haunting ur world
εï.. says:
he must know that wud affect u
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
well i replied, jus did
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
jus attatched d pic of him n leiah
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
das it
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
d pic from ole yrs
εïз .. says:
can i see d pic?
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
yeh ill fw it 2 u
εïз .. says:
well dey say a picture syas a thousand words
εïз .. says:
i think it makes up for a response
εïз .. says:
i cant understand him
εïз .. says:
i am inclined to thinks hes an ass
εïз.. says:
and just cast him off as selfish
εïз.. says:
but still something
εïз .. says:
telling me he jus lost in his lil world
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
all of d above
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
i not fed up, i was fed up, now im annoyed
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
he kno wth he doin
εïз.. says:
well its good dat hs e-mail din throw u offbalanace n u still going strong
εïз .. says:
thats good
εïз.. says:
i guess u will know him best tooo
εïз .. says:
so u must br right
εïз .. says:
not once did he say he liekd leah
εïз .. says:
or he was sexually attracted to her or nuttin
εïз .. says:
he continuously made it sound
εïз .. says:
like is jus a fren he helpn
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
exactly and did u look at d pic
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
he actin like nun goin on
εïз says:
i thoguht she was indian?
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
she look more dougla in dat pic
εïз .. says:
they disgustin yes
εïз .. says:
u wud think he wud be wary of wat pics he takin
εïз .. says:
if he was tryna convince u he din like the girl
εïзsays:
u believe he lend her money?
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
i kno sumn abt carnival costume las yr
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
but they makin 10000s a month
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
so i doubt is that still
Oh no, plz dont tell me Blair screwed Jack Bass!! says:
idk what 2


εïз says:
think that u better off