i fucking snorted SJKSJSKJSKJSJK but honestly... *pat pat pat* this is what happens when you're too smart nya~ or just too dumb emotionally *pat pat pat*
no, i have a real curse to become brother material (every girl I befriended with me consider me as a brother)
Dunno how it feels if you're the one breaking up, but it feels horrible when the one you love breaks up with you. Expect to cry a lot, to constantly miss the person, to have stupid hopes that they will change their mind and come back to you... It really hurts. Recovery time varies from person to person and on how invested you were... On my cases it took me over a year to get over my previous relationships.
Thanks for the information so i can prepare myself if something happens. Im out of likes so i will like it tomorrow
i hate straight men... *takes out anger on greed for some reason* but honestly,,, you were like my crush back in high school... he was brother material by everyone (except me XD) and until now still is single... it's honestly your guys' fault *pat pat pat* good thing you're in a good relationship now nya~ *happy*
well mate let me give an example a weeb like you would understand. Imagine you find a really good weapon in a game. Its got that moveset you just love. So you keep it. Upgrade it. Grind for materials to make it stronger so that you can keep using it, investing hours into the task because you think it's worth it. But its early game. You progress, and you notice it just isn't doing the damage it used to. You find better weapons. But this is no longer just a Threaded Cane to you anymore. Its your baby. Your lover. You raised it, cared for it. You beat everyone from Gascoigne to Vicar Amelia with this badass pimp stick. Yet as you soldier on, its usefulness has dwindled even further and you're resorting to the art of Ten Thousand Buttpokes to survive. Constantly dodging and getting behind enemies just to get off a few pot shots. FInally its time. YOu know you have to let her go. You don't want to. She doesn't want to. But it must be. And as she leaves your side you feel a sense of profound emptiness. You question...everything. What was the point of those invested hours? Why did you go through so much suffering when in the end you had to part ways? The memories turn bittersweet. You forget the good times. You remember the bad ones. It leaves you lesser than you were. You aren;t whole and you know it. Until the anger and frustration fade. And you recall the happiness you once shared. And that's when you realize it wasn't the ending that mattered. All that's important is the journey. The fact that you knew love at all. And that, in time, will be enough. But until then you go fuck her sister to fill her void.
You'll feel as if a green hat magically appeared on your head and you can't take it off no matter what you do.