- Created By ShadowWolfWarrior
Well, everything's eventual I suppose. Just like most problems in my life it was caused by something I said. It's official, she hates me, never wants to hear, speak, or be any where near me ever again. Why? The last post about her, me being worried and concerned and caring too much. I accused her prearranged husband of the possibility of being too over protective and hurting her because of me, all because I expressed genuine emotion, showed that I cared and was worried. It was irrational, I'll be first to say...
Worst part, I tried to apologise before hand when I learned why she was mad. And she thought I was bullshitting to try and get off the hook. I honestly felt bad and tried to apologise, for once in my life, I'm, I'm mad at her. I stuck by her through thick and thin, and now she's gone. Everything I ever hoped for in someone to be with, gone. I have been reduced to numbness, I cried and bawled and screamed until well into the night, and now numbness.
There is one thing though, I don't care if she doesn't want me to be, I don't care if she revokes the title, I'm keeping the title She gave me, like I promised her I'll always be her Kitty, that name, I Cherish that name more than anything else in this world. I will forever be her Kitty and no one else's... Forever her`s, no one else`s... And I don't care if she doesn't want me to be... I promised her, and I'm not giving it up.
Okay, so today has been been the first time I've been shooting since I was 6, I've shot since then, but only pellet and air rifles. I shot a Sig Sauwer .45 M1911. A Browning M1911, (*sighs* yes there is a difference. Different shooting platforms, although similar, have different feels, recoil, and accuracy). An AR-15 with RDS varied optical scope. Turns out you can customize a holographic sight, I thought that was only in call of duty, which I thought was pretty bitching. Excuse the term. And my favorite gun of all time, and my dream gun, A black, titanium frame .44 MAGNUM, the shells had 300 grains of ballistic (or modern, 'smokeless' gunpowder). I destroyed several clay pigeons with it, and handling and recoil actually not as bad as advertised. I loved it, almost as much as Lia, I will have to get one in the future. I really got into swing of shooting with the AR-15 and I finished off the clay targets. OH! And my sister got tannerite, it's legal, it's an explosive compound. We put it in a watermelon and it went sky high. Like, 2 stories high, about. It was a huge canister, and its just a bunch of kinetic energy, no thermal, so no fire. I didn't have the pleasure of shooting it however. It was my sister's friend. It was still really cool, and a very eventful day.
So, later everyone. Hope your days have been great as well.
Okay, bare with me here. This is a little complicated. There won`t be any bitching or moaning so I'll make it short. Lia started talking to me again (this was a while ago). And everything was great. She said she missed talking with me and she even cut her hair so nobody but me could play with It. There was cuddling, kissing, and cooing for about a week. Then we were cuddled up talking about how I'd have to let go go when her arranged marriage came around. I then came up with a plan that would work so we could be together. And it would work. She then was torn between her commitment to him. And our love for each other. I then started begging and crying. Then she started crying. And I tried to apologise, but she wouldn't answer. So a couple weeks later I texted her and her "babe" answered. I didn't mind. I tried to talk with him be the nice guy. He blew me off. I didn't get to talk to her. I tried later and she was really short with me. She's never short with me. Not even when she's mad at me. And she wasn't doing her cute miss spelling words thing.
So now I'm kinda suspicious. Last person to answer was her protective "babe" and she's not acting like her self. So, Lia if yuur okay. If yuur there, please answer me. Tell me yuur okay. I hope the worst isn't true. Right now I'm hoping at least least he just stole her phone and she doesn't know and she's okay. Even then when I meet her in person finally I'm gonna deck him in the stomach if he stole her phone... Ha! See? I did it. No bitching or moaning! Ha! I thought I'd end something serious with something humorous. But in all honesty I'm worried. And I hope she's okay.
Okay, I have exciting exciting news! (Or terrifying depending on how you look at it...) I have received my learners licence! Yeah! I wanted someone else to know first but they are busy. So yeah, one step closer to receiving my licence. So, yeah. Other than that not much has happened. Well something big has happened and is currently being decided upon. But I will not burden you with the details. So later every one!
Well now I'm pissed. A stupid reason some might say but I think it's a good one. lia got a new job I'm happy for her. It went well. Also great. I'm happy her life's going great honestly am. But she said other than her new job... again glad she isn't here to hear me bitch and moan... nothing in her life has changed. I must be nothing apparently... thinking about it now kinda helps me think more logically now. She doesn't want to dweal on the fact or maybe she just doesn't want want to burden you people. I on the other hand can't talk to my family about this but I could care less if you strangers have to deal with it. I don't know in an ass and I'm weird. But... I can't help but feel after everything I've done for her. Every time I bleed for her. That she doesn't care that she's never talking to me again. She said we'd have to stop talking because she had an arranged marriage but I think it's because she doesn't care about me anymore.