Man, you banged her and then made her feel bad about herself??? You SHOULD hang your head in shame.
Donât hang yourself, just hang your head in shame and do like a trek in Tibet or something to atone yourself.
we all probably been there once or twice in the past if your history is long enough.
I cold turkeyed a coupla girls in the past and im sorry for my behavior too. Not going to look for them, will apologize if i ever do see them again though.
sorry im not (whats the new generation called?) Gen X or Y or W (sounds like car tire speed ratings).
Educamate me a lil here, I THINK Ghosting is avoiding someone? But Cold Turkeying is like completely dropping them to me, not just avoiding. Its Unfinished Sentencing them.
Just stray thought-ing here. Maybe its cuz im a dude but i think five years is not that long ago and its possible to reconnect in some meaningful way. But what do the ladies think? Five years may be as old as that computer bought five years ago as far as ladies think?
I would maybe get some satisfaction out of the fact that he was still hung up on it and that he was feeling bad about it. But I wouldnât want to reconnect and I guess ignoring him reaching out would also be a little satisfying.
that is a great term! Donât get with the times tommy, stay as you are!
i think weâve all done it. you cold turkey someone then in those lonely times you regret the shit out of it⌠but at the end of the day the cold turkeying was for a reason, we would only do it again.
If youâre traveling till the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she once was the true love of mine
See for me if her hairâs hanging down
It curls and flows all down her breast
See for me that her hairâs hanging down
Thatâs the way I remember her best
If you go when the snowflakes fall
When the rivers freeze and summer ends
Please see for me if sheâs wearing a coat so warm
To keep her from the howlinâ winds
If youâre traveling in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Please say hello to the one who lives there
For she once was a true love of mine
And if youâre traveling in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
For she once was a true love of mine
True love of mine, a true love of mine
True love of mine, a true love of mine
A true love of mine, a true love of mine
She was once a true love of mine
Yea, gee willikers, Tommy, get hep to the jive!
Good thing that youâve done your courting, and you snagged yerself a hot broad because these days people have stopped using rolodexes and starting using mobile phones to store the numbers of stewardesses, . . . and they say, âghostedâ now instead of âcold-turkeyed.â