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[Maeghan]

Today is August 3rd.

Every year, when this day rolls around I always think of Joe, my very first boyfriend.
It's his birthday, and if I remember right today he's turning 25.

Joe was very tall, 6'4, with dark brown, almost black, hair, and bright blue eyes with a solid build. Joe and I met when I was 14 and he was 17. When we met at Youth Group at my friends church, I told him I was 17 too.
I remember the night before my 15th birthday, 5 weeks or so after we met, I was so nervous telling him the truth.
I invited him to my birthday and told him I would be 15. He wasn't even mad. He just laughed and said he would be there.

We were "official" shortly after that and dated for about 2 months. The normal teenage romance, long times on the phone, the anticipated first kiss, etc etc. Near the end of it all, he would always complain about our age difference. Then, we broke up. I knew it was coming. The day after, I learned he was dating one of my closest friends. A girl who went to our Youth Group also and hung out with us all the time... who was also a year younger then me. I was devastated. We've all be there, the first break up is hard. And I was very emo back then, so very dramatic about it all. My Chemical Romance. All day. All the time. But I got over it and moved on.

2 years later, I run into him at the mall. He's lost weight, a lot of weight; the result of cocaine use I would later learn, but I was really into the Sex Pistols at the time and the whole slim punky look was really hot. He had new tattoos and had shaved his head, but had the same crystal bright blue eyes. We start dating again, sneaking out at night to go to his apartment and you can imagine from there. We would carry this on and off for about a year, listening to music, watching movies, having sex, and smoking a lot of weed. Near the end of it, he got kicked out of his apartment and actually lived on the roof of my apartment building for the better part of the month. I would bring him food and he would shower when my mom was work. He finally got caught by the building manager and was told to leave. We said our goodbyes that day and I knew I would never see him again.

A year ago, I got a call from a blocked number. When I answered, I knew it was him when he asked for me. Joe. I asked how he was, he said he wanted to meet for drinks when he was in town. I guessed the fact he had moved to Illinois which surprised him. It was where his dad lived. I could never forget much about Joe if I wanted to.

Never talked to him again after that, but a few times he has called and Ive missed it and he just says hi in a voicemail.

He's like a ghost.

Pictures if youre interested

Joe when we first met

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Around the time I saw him last

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Who was your first love?

Edited by Maeghan, 03 August 2012 - 11:26 AM.

[MEGAKICK]

Two years ago, my first love suddenly turned psychotic, blew up, and ended everything without any real reason. 3 days after that event, I was scheduled for knee surgery and was on some pretty heavy pain killers to cope with the pain (and emotional pain). I've come to realize that the use of these painkillers so soon after what had happened, had actually skewed a lot of my memories of her. I've forgotten about her, and moved on to bigger and brighter things. An indirect result of her actions lead me to discover my soon-to-be fiance. I guess I can only thank her for showing me her true colours.

I thought we were great; we went to college together and had identical schedules. She had trust issues, much like myself, and we slowly grew onto each other. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to look past her own trust issues and truly believed everyone was out to inflict harm upon her. She was highly creative and artistic, and a few years older than me.

She had a troubled past, and had her fair share of drug use. She used to be a chain smoker but had quit in the months prior to meeting. I knew she would be a handful, but I was willing to look past all of that and truly get to know her.

I'll never forget the look on her face a week after surgery. I knew she was going to be at an event, and the event coordinator had asked me to attend. I wasn't going to go back on my word, even though I really shouldn't have been walking. But I just wanted to talk to her one final time, almost as a final 'fuck you'. I greeted the coordinator and chatted with some of the special guests, who were all surprised that I had made the trip. I spotted her in the corner of the hall and limped over to her. She was taken aback, jaw dropped, and looked like she had seen a ghost. We had a brief but lengthy chat, but that chat was the final time I wanted to talk to her ever again. I spotted her being friendly with another guy later in the event and the first thing that popped in my head was 'Oh boy, good luck with that girl'.

I think I ran into her on the subway a year later. I say I 'think' I ran into her because I wasn't sure if it was a guy or a girl... Hah.

[Mishelle]

I'm still trying to get over my first love. It's pretty sad.

[Strategist]

My first love, I married her

We now have a beautiful 3 yo son and another on the way

♥

[Nymh]

I have had several boyfriends but I don't think I have ever really been in love.

[travis]

The story about my first love was encapsulated in a thread that I posted, pouring my heart out.

[Pilot]

I've never been in love, I've only been in clubs

[Futurama]

Money. Too much money. Fuck that bitch. She gold dug my ass.


-edit-


Maeghan, you look so damn familiar if that's you in your pic. So I'm guessing you live in Illinois, as do I. Could be a coincidence that you look like one of my friends, but it's scary.

Edited by Futurama, 03 August 2012 - 10:52 PM.

[Maeghan]

Been interesting to read everyones experiences.

And I don't live in Illinois, but in Dallas. He always talked about his dad, who lived in Illinois. When he called me years later and told me he moved away, I guessed Illinois and was right. He was surprised I remembered, but I don't think I've forgotten anything about him.

[Dealin]

I've only ever dated Asians. Something about them eyes, and skin complexion. *drool*

Anyways, my first loves name was Steph. This is the girl i would later lose my virginity too. (And by later, I mean like the day I met her IRL). Yes, I said IRL. I met her on WoW, as I was an avid gamer (Still am. Just waying for MoP to roll out). We talked and talked for a while, and I convinced her to come down just to visit my best friend and I (who she also knew from WoW). So she did. Well, the first night she was here we hung out in her hotel room, and just played some games, went out and ate, went to the movies, all that corny shit.

Well it was getting dark and I had to take my best friend home, so I said goodnight to her and all that. On my way home she texted me to come back to the hotel and hang out some more, so I said okay. Afterall, I thought she might be tired of driving 16 hours. Well we hung out more, went to dinner, and just continued what we normally were doing. That is, until night.

I guess I fell asleep around the same time she did (no intentions on staying there. I think we were just taking turns playing a 1 person game). Next thing I knew I was doing uh..."stuff" to her. I had no idea how it got to that point or whatever. Its like I just woke up in the middle of it. I apologized so much and she was like "Haha its alright. I dont mind." And it just went from there. She moved down with her two young boys, that I raised for about a year, and everything seemed to be going fine.

That is, until I found out she would always be going to "work" at night. I lived in the city while going to school on the weekdays and she lived with my parents. Well she said she was going to work, and left. My brother had to leave to work so he left. Well, she ended up going somewhere other then work. Turns out, another dudes house, ect. So yeah, my actual first love cheated on me. FML.

My second one was another Asian named Joanna. She was smart, and currently attending grad school for Cancer Research and all that. Shes the typical Chinese family. Though she liked to game, and played WoW as well (this is where I met her). Basically same thing happened above. We met, had sex, then started dating. 2 years passed.She was always the fancy one, going to those nice ass restaurants, everything. Well turns out her "best friend" took advantage of her and basically raped her. But being how forgiving she is, she forgave him. I hated him from there on out.

I went out of my way to make his life hell. Well, turns out shes dating him now. PS: She cheated on me a total of 5 times. Only twice was physical. The first time was when we just got together and she was living with her ex still. And he would guilt trip her. The second was with the other dude I just talked about.


So yeah. Done with Asians for now.

Joanna:

Spoiler

Steph:

Spoiler

[Plunk]

Up until my current relationship I've never even been close to in love with someone. My first relationship was absolutely retarded, and my second I only dated her because I heard she liked me and I felt like I'd be stupid if I didn't at least try to date her. (I was not a hit with the ladies in high school.)

With my current relationship, I absolutely love her, but it's all getting stupid complicated ridiculously fast. We've been dating around five months, and now she's decided that she wants to go to Costa Rica next summer and have at least one big adventure before she settles down. I'm perfectly fine with that, but I'm not really okay with the fact that she wants to be single for that part of her life.

We agreed that at the beginning of next summer when she heads down, we'll both go out on our own and have our own adventures. She'll be out in Central/South America, and I'll be going all over North America, possibly heading down to Costa Rica to visit at some point.

[Futurama]

I've only ever dated Asians. Something about them eyes, and skin complexion. *drool*

Anyways, my first loves name was Steph. This is the girl i would later lose my virginity too. (And by later, I mean like the day I met her IRL). Yes, I said IRL. I met her on WoW, as I was an avid gamer (Still am. Just waying for MoP to roll out). We talked and talked for a while, and I convinced her to come down just to visit my best friend and I (who she also knew from WoW). So she did. Well, the first night she was here we hung out in her hotel room, and just played some games, went out and ate, went to the movies, all that corny shit.

Well it was getting dark and I had to take my best friend home, so I said goodnight to her and all that. On my way home she texted me to come back to the hotel and hang out some more, so I said okay. Afterall, I thought she might be tired of driving 16 hours. Well we hung out more, went to dinner, and just continued what we normally were doing. That is, until night.

I guess I fell asleep around the same time she did (no intentions on staying there. I think we were just taking turns playing a 1 person game). Next thing I knew I was doing uh..."stuff" to her. I had no idea how it got to that point or whatever. Its like I just woke up in the middle of it. I apologized so much and she was like "Haha its alright. I dont mind." And it just went from there. She moved down with her two young boys, that I raised for about a year, and everything seemed to be going fine.

That is, until I found out she would always be going to "work" at night. I lived in the city while going to school on the weekdays and she lived with my parents. Well she said she was going to work, and left. My brother had to leave to work so he left. Well, she ended up going somewhere other then work. Turns out, another dudes house, ect. So yeah, my actual first love cheated on me. FML.

My second one was another Asian named Joanna. She was smart, and currently attending grad school for Cancer Research and all that. Shes the typical Chinese family. Though she liked to game, and played WoW as well (this is where I met her). Basically same thing happened above. We met, had sex, then started dating. 2 years passed.She was always the fancy one, going to those nice ass restaurants, everything. Well turns out her "best friend" took advantage of her and basically raped her. But being how forgiving she is, she forgave him. I hated him from there on out.

I went out of my way to make his life hell. Well, turns out shes dating him now. PS: She cheated on me a total of 5 times. Only twice was physical. The first time was when we just got together and she was living with her ex still. And he would guilt trip her. The second was with the other dude I just talked about.


So yeah. Done with Asians for now.

Joanna:

Spoiler

Steph:

Spoiler

Moral of the story, don't date girls that you meet on WoW. They leach off of you IRL like they leach for items and gold on WoW.

[Dealin]

Umm, I met my husband online. In a game to be precise.
And not all gaming girls are leeches who flutter their eyes to get further in game.


PS: That upvote was a mistake on my behalf, I clicked it as I scrolled down.

This. I know many people who have met their significant other online (during games). and they are happily married and raising a family.

[Futurama]

Umm, I met my husband online. In a game to be precise.
And not all gaming girls are leeches who flutter their eyes to get further in game.


PS: That upvote was a mistake on my behalf, I clicked it as I scrolled down.

I didn't mean all, that typing came out wrong . Sorry.


-edit- Meaning the way I typed it...

Edited by Futurama, 04 August 2012 - 10:43 AM.

[shaggy111]

Online is best. Where I met my girl

Edited by shaggy111, 18 September 2012 - 10:03 PM.

[shaggy111]

Removed

Edited by shaggy111, 18 September 2012 - 10:02 PM.

[ShinyPonyta]

His name was Alex, and he had the longest eyelashes I'd ever seen. He lived diagonally from me. There were a ton of families in my neighborhood and we all grew up together. Same middle school, same high school. I wouldn't call Alex my first "love", but he was definitely my first huge crush. I was a shy kid, and he was outgoing and always tried to help me out of my shell. I never told him I liked him, because I didn't want to make anything weird in our circle of friends.

He died in a car accident when he was 17, hit by a drunk driver while he was out with other friends. I was 16 and it tore me apart. I went to his funeral and hugged his mom. He was an only child. It's still sad to think about. Not that I'm still hung up on him, it's been 6-7 years, but he was so young. I used to wonder, "What if I told him how I felt? What if he'd been somewhere else that night?"

Now if I care about someone, I always tell them. Even if it's just a, "You're a good friend to me, and I love you as such." (: