Partying without morals.
Last night I went to Kirsty's 18th birthday party, it was alright, a few hot girls but I didn't hook up with any of them, especially ones that have boyfriends.
Rhys hooked up with a French Girl who has a boyfriend, who he knew had a boyfriend, yet still pursued anyway. I think this is terrible, but it shows me how strong my morals are compared to other peoples.
I would not hook up with a girl who I knew had a boyfriend and I would not take advantage of a drunk girl to the extent of being selfish; I think that doing things like that is completly low.
But also, it made me think how I want a girlfriend again, someone to share my thoughts with, to cuddle, to kiss, to tell them I love them on an endless loop, to be loved by someone else. If you like me, please tell me, because I'm not very cluey and girls I think like me don't actually and girls who do I have no idea.
Rhys has wrecked my posi mood a little bit, but it clearly points out to me what people, and not just underhanded people, but normal people I trusted and thought better of are willing to do. As humans we should be able to resist urges such as kissing another man's girl.
I have never been cheated on, actually, yes I have... but I didn't particuarly care at the time and it hasn't bothered me indepthly, but I still believe someone that you have been in a relationship with longer than a week, should be good enough at life to resist underhanded actions like that.
Maybe I'm rediculous, and I think too much of people, but I would like to think that at least some of the world is nice and believes in some of the morals I live by. No one has to agree with my views on alcoholism, drugs and promiscuous sex, but I think people should have enough honor not to sink to levels that will hurt other people. Hooking up with someone way be good for you, but if they have a boyfriend you ruin their relationship, shoot down someone who trusts their partner and destroy a possible friendship after the relationship has ended.
This also applies to girls, and the French Girl at hand is as guilty as Rhys, but I thought women had more respect in regards to things like cheating, but I guess some sluts will never change.
ALSO! Just because you are in a different country to someone doesn't me its not cheating, its cheating anywhere, anytime with anyone. I don't want to hear your excuses, if you cannot suck it up enough to live a life where you stay true to your partner you don't deserve to have one.
What's worse than finding out you've been cheated on, not knowing and finding out later, and that is what this slut will do because apparently its 'not cheating', I think the French Girl should go jump off a cliff now because she's wasting prescious resources that should be used for morally correct people, not pathetic excuses of genetic make-up.
Although I would like to have a girlfriend, I'd rather be single than go with someone who is going to cheat on me and make me more hurt at the end of the day, its just that simple.
If you've read this far, I thank you, you appear to have some interest in what I have to love; much love.
I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending...
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
Rhys hooked up with a French Girl who has a boyfriend, who he knew had a boyfriend, yet still pursued anyway. I think this is terrible, but it shows me how strong my morals are compared to other peoples.
I would not hook up with a girl who I knew had a boyfriend and I would not take advantage of a drunk girl to the extent of being selfish; I think that doing things like that is completly low.
But also, it made me think how I want a girlfriend again, someone to share my thoughts with, to cuddle, to kiss, to tell them I love them on an endless loop, to be loved by someone else. If you like me, please tell me, because I'm not very cluey and girls I think like me don't actually and girls who do I have no idea.
Rhys has wrecked my posi mood a little bit, but it clearly points out to me what people, and not just underhanded people, but normal people I trusted and thought better of are willing to do. As humans we should be able to resist urges such as kissing another man's girl.
I have never been cheated on, actually, yes I have... but I didn't particuarly care at the time and it hasn't bothered me indepthly, but I still believe someone that you have been in a relationship with longer than a week, should be good enough at life to resist underhanded actions like that.
Maybe I'm rediculous, and I think too much of people, but I would like to think that at least some of the world is nice and believes in some of the morals I live by. No one has to agree with my views on alcoholism, drugs and promiscuous sex, but I think people should have enough honor not to sink to levels that will hurt other people. Hooking up with someone way be good for you, but if they have a boyfriend you ruin their relationship, shoot down someone who trusts their partner and destroy a possible friendship after the relationship has ended.
This also applies to girls, and the French Girl at hand is as guilty as Rhys, but I thought women had more respect in regards to things like cheating, but I guess some sluts will never change.
ALSO! Just because you are in a different country to someone doesn't me its not cheating, its cheating anywhere, anytime with anyone. I don't want to hear your excuses, if you cannot suck it up enough to live a life where you stay true to your partner you don't deserve to have one.
What's worse than finding out you've been cheated on, not knowing and finding out later, and that is what this slut will do because apparently its 'not cheating', I think the French Girl should go jump off a cliff now because she's wasting prescious resources that should be used for morally correct people, not pathetic excuses of genetic make-up.
Although I would like to have a girlfriend, I'd rather be single than go with someone who is going to cheat on me and make me more hurt at the end of the day, its just that simple.
If you've read this far, I thank you, you appear to have some interest in what I have to love; much love.
I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending...
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.