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Does it ever mess with your head when you realize that you're still really into something that you got into because of a (potential) (ex-)partner?
It still trips me up sometimes. Like when I'm driving home and Rage Against the Machine comes on, and I get excited and rock out. I still blame Matt for that one. (not mkb_technologie.)
But it feels weird sometimes too. Like when I listen to "Tonight, Tonight". That was our song (mine and Matt's). I still can't listen to "Nights in White Satin" with a straight face, either. Although thinking about that guy makes me shudder a little bit sometimes. Hell, in a way I even feel weird that I stayed friends with people from #callahans after that breakup, because he was there before I was. (I'm glad I did, because I love you guys, but I still feel bad about it sometimes.)
My other others weren't significant enough to pick things up from, except for the vibrator which somehow wound up in the possession of ladykalana's sister, and that doesn't count because I never used it. It was ugly and veiny and neon flesh-colored and scary and unpleasant and I'm sure he sent it because he wanted to get me into bed (in fact he told me as much), which was creepy because he was 26 and from Belgium. And this was right after I broke up with the other far-too-old-for-me guy.
So anyway. It's messing with my head because I want to actually obtain (legally or not) RATM music, which was heavily sold on me by an ex-boyfriend. The first one I really loved, too. And I still kind of wish I could be friends with him. I try to look him up sometimes, but he shares a name with a very famous biker, so I have no hope of finding him. (And no, it's not actually the biker. I checked. He's too old.) I don't want to get back together with him or anything, but we did used to have fun together.
It still trips me up sometimes. Like when I'm driving home and Rage Against the Machine comes on, and I get excited and rock out. I still blame Matt for that one. (not mkb_technologie.)
But it feels weird sometimes too. Like when I listen to "Tonight, Tonight". That was our song (mine and Matt's). I still can't listen to "Nights in White Satin" with a straight face, either. Although thinking about that guy makes me shudder a little bit sometimes. Hell, in a way I even feel weird that I stayed friends with people from #callahans after that breakup, because he was there before I was. (I'm glad I did, because I love you guys, but I still feel bad about it sometimes.)
My other others weren't significant enough to pick things up from, except for the vibrator which somehow wound up in the possession of ladykalana's sister, and that doesn't count because I never used it. It was ugly and veiny and neon flesh-colored and scary and unpleasant and I'm sure he sent it because he wanted to get me into bed (in fact he told me as much), which was creepy because he was 26 and from Belgium. And this was right after I broke up with the other far-too-old-for-me guy.
So anyway. It's messing with my head because I want to actually obtain (legally or not) RATM music, which was heavily sold on me by an ex-boyfriend. The first one I really loved, too. And I still kind of wish I could be friends with him. I try to look him up sometimes, but he shares a name with a very famous biker, so I have no hope of finding him. (And no, it's not actually the biker. I checked. He's too old.) I don't want to get back together with him or anything, but we did used to have fun together.