So, okay, I'm female and I'm 22. That's as much as a start as anything.

But let's continue, shall we? I'm one of those 'few' female gamers, been heard one time too much by my ex, but wasn't exactly a saint either. I have mental issues and often just feel numb. So I got bored out of a relationship and jumped into the next. That was, of course, before I met that jerk with whom I was together for 3 years, which is now 2 years ago. So perhaps I was just being some teen, kinda, back then!

Anyhoo... I told ya before, I'm a gamer. Means I know lots a guys (hah), but, somehow, I told myself some time ago I'd stay single. No more love for me, Mr. Perfect was nothing but a fairytale, and that was it.

Right until... I meet this guy on "teh internet". From the very first words we shared, I was like "Wow! He's like... Well, wow!", but he had a girlfriend and it wasn't like I was head over toes in love, but it seemed like a wonderful nice guy to befriend. And he was 40 and had 3 children (who cares? lol). Anyhoo, love has it ways and we soon found out that this was more than just friendship and that, in fact, we had more in common than one could ever wish for. He was nicely romantic, without making it seem so 'fake' (which is what I always claimed about romance - it's fake) and well, we were constantly chatting, even flirting and I kinda hated myself for coming this close to a man who was in a relationship! That Sunday he had to go to his girlfriend and stay a few nights there. I was all like "mehhhhhh!", because I was going to miss him those few nights! And, he felt the same way... Even stayed home that Sunday, to keep on chatting, flirting and the whatnot with me. Left the Monday, but felt bad being there, was constantly hanging behind her comp, sending me nice and sweet emails.

That Thursday, a day after he came back, he told me he'd break up with her. I was all like "No...", because I knew she would do -anything- for him, and he was together with her. I could promise him little to nothing, we hadn't even met! And, god knows, my parents would seriously dislike him. I'd have to chose between him and them. I couldn't promise him I'd make that choice, etc. She called him at that very same time. Five minutes later, he told me did break up with her. I told him to reconsider. To not just give up an existing relationship that quickly for someone that was NEW! That couldn't make him a single promise. So, he ended up telling her he needed time to think, more so because she was heartbroken rather than that he needed to think. Two days later, that Saturday, he broke up for good. Finally, I could say what I had known for a while now: I -WOULD- chose for him. Yes, we hadn't met, but, everything felt just perfect. He was my Mr. Perfect. And, by God, it would feel the very same in real life!

So - we were together and he had his ups and downs, because he had hurted her so badly. He never doubted his love for me, but often felt so miserable because his ex did.

And then - we met! Now you'd think we had a miserable time, huh? If only to show us that "teh internetz" is not real life. WRONG! I had the best day ever. Heck, we even slept together. And, for the first time ever, I felt comfortable being naked in front of a man without it being in the dark. That's just how loved he made me feel. There was passion I had never felt before and I even had one of my famous "déjà-vu's" at the... *cough*-moment, as he rolled his wonderful blue eyes out of joy.

So yes, we're happy! We're so bloody happy. And he's 18 years older. And he has 3 children. And I couldn't care less. And no, this is not just me being in love speaking, this is me loving him. For real. He's my Mr. Perfect, shamelessly romantic, sweet and... something else in bed. And I can just feel he feels the same way. Never have I been so proud to walk next to a guy accross the street!


It's just his ex bugging me though. Now she's trying to be like me, chancing clothes, acting all depressed, etc. Stop being like me, for crying out loud. You can't! You haven't had the life I had, done the things I had done, so stop trying to act like you're me... Though, another part of me feels bad for her, for "stealing her man", because, yes! I couldn't refrain myself from flirting with him, something I surely would never do if I know a guy has a girlfriend... But this one was different...