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How would you know you’ve had enough? How can you tell that what you gave is already too much? When will you draw the line between loving and just plain stupidity? When will you say that it’s finally time to move on and love again? Does having sex with someone proves that you and him should be together forever?

A lot of things has been going on in my life right now, both online and offline (eehh… ok, so not much about online since most of the stuff being written and thrown at one another is about the controversy at the recently concluded PBA, do I still have to give a link? haha not that I shouldn’t be a part of it, but I don’t think I should pa, a lot has been said already, the voice of the offended has been heard and the organizers have already accepted the blame and promised to do away with it next time. I think the arguments now are going far from the original issue. ‘Nough bout it, seeing that it’s from me, “it’s not even worth it” LOL).

Anyway, back to my original topic, a couple of friends have been hurt by what their partners (and ex-partners) have done to them that I can’t help but think about what’s happening.

Sexual intercourse - being “binded” physically doesn’t ensure you that you’ll be with your partner for the rest of your life. It’s a given fact, but still, some kids (grabe I feel so old haha) still think otherwise. Just a few days ago, a friend told me that she knows someone who almost killed herself because she and her boyfriend split up. Her reason was because she has been de-virginized already and she feel soiled na. At one point, I pitied her but couldn’t help but blame her for what she did as well. I mean, she chose to do that, even if her boyfriend forced her to do the act, he still wouldn’t be able to have his way with her unless he rapes her, right? So it means she willfully gave herself, and to die is a coward’s way to get out of the “shame” she has brought to herself in the first place!

I do not look down on people who are sexually active, it’s their choice, it’s fine. But what I don’t like is for people to regret something that they have consented to do. I have always maintained that excuses and regrets are for assholes, yes I am an asshole sometimes especially when I feel so frustrated, but as they say, “You’ve dug your hole, now sleep in it.” You chose to do that, stand by it. It is something you wanted to do even if you were coerced by empty promises, which I assume you knew were empty even if it’s at the back of your head.

And isn’t it even more shameful to die for someone who might not have loved you in the first place but just wanted your body?! Not saying you should take “it”, OK, sex, very lightly but he’s such a jerk for leaving you, you gave your body to him and you realized that he’s not worthy of it. What makes you think he’s worth dying for, then?

It’s an easy way out, and that’s not the kind of road you’d want to take. As they say, it’s not how you fell but how stood up and brought your dignity back to yourself after you fell. To die is easy, to live is an adventure, don’t you love adventure?

Move forward and don’t let yourself be stagnant because some freak was able to coerce you to drop your pants for him. Cry a river, sleep then move on, easier said than done of course, but you know… What else can you do? What’s done is done, you can never bring it back, yes?

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At one point or another, we all get so stupidly, blindly and madly in love with someone. And then there comes a time when we feel that their love for us is not as true as it was the first months/years together. Even resorting to seeing other people just to know if they still have feelings for them. What to do? Turn a blind eye and just suck it up? You’re hurt, you ask, and you’re confronted with a silence to which its true meanings you don’t want to think about.

There’s nothing wrong with seeing friends and former flames as long as you know you’re with the right one. Doubt breeds temptation, and temptation, well it results to what else, break ups.

I can be “unfeeling” when it comes to romantic relationships, I’m afraid to be hurt that’s why I know that if and when something like this would happen to me, I’d get the hell out of the relationship faster that I could spell “Mae”. I don’t like the feeling, but who would? You love that person so much then you’d hear that he/she is unsure of his/her love for you?! Talk about insensitivity!

Jeez, really now… :(