<p>lately, i have been infatuated over a girl to the point where my mind is starting to dissemble. this brunette, whose dark eyes ever so mysteriously hidden by her modesty and shyness and whose lockets of black curls fall ever so gracefully on her shoulders, this woman at my school has utterly imprisoned my heart, pierced it to a cold ice wall. i have not the courage to approach her or even greet her. oh!! what such boldness would destroy my soul!! and the charm! no!!i cannot and will not approach her for i want to embed her perfect beauty in my memory forever.</p>
<p>but, life is so short!! so transient. i weep at the prospect of losing her image with the rushing uncoming of death. whence in heaven, i'll forget her!! or will i?</p>
<p>i'm so frail, so small and trembling. how can she ever cast a glance upon me with admiration!!?? i'm but an insect in the sea of manly bulks...but at the least i can beg for pity. at the least, she will sympathize my wretched, slavish and utterly deplorable state of mind and physcial condition. i've been beaten, spat at, ignored, slandered, glared at all my life without a single ounce of affection shown me by not one living soul...and recently i've gone through series of sicknesses where my body is depleted with energy and strength; and i worsened this state of weakness and frailty with weeping every night...indeed, in front of my eyes a mist already hangs...BUT if ever i am compelled to approach her, she shalt consider these before dashing me to the ground with her rejection.</p>
<p>alas! now i understand dante's weepings and visions for his beloved beatrice. dolce amore, come!!</p>
<p>so, i need some advise. from those whose heart had already been broken, whose youth already trampled upon...to advise me on an escape.</p>
<p>this is like a poem/play. i know you're afraid of perhaps rejection/embarrassment, but.....</p>
<p>girls like when guys are courageous and at least attempt to ask her out,
but grab her attention when she might be more like herself (like don't ask in front of her group of friends).</p>
<p>honestly, as a girl, i had to say no to a couple of guys, but you know what...i somehow gave them confidence....they moved on....and found other girls. and i was happy for them.</p>
<p>By the way you describe this girl your chances with her are zero. I see this all the time. You're building up this girl in your head, snowballing tons of false delusions about her, putting her up on a pedestal, etc. Scary thing is, you've never even met this girl or spoken to her, how can you be 'in love' with her? There are many ways to attract a girl; fawing over her and kissing her feet is not one of them. Huge crushes of this sort may cause you serious emotional pain. My advice is to start getting other females in your life, start chatting up other women you find attractive to get her out of your head. Get rid of anything that reminds you of her as well. There are tons of beautiful women out there.</p>
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this brunette, whose dark eyes ever so mysteriously hidden by her modesty and shyness and whose lockets of black curls fall ever so gracefully on her shoulders, this woman at my school has utterly imprisoned my heart, pierced it to a cold ice wall.
<p>This is some punk ass ****. Crying like a woman. I could see if you have met this girl, became friends, and fell in love,(or insert other punk ass behavior) BUT U HAVENT EVEN SAID A WORD TO HER. How could u fall for her so hard. This seems more like lust than anything else.</p>
<p>If your havin urges use the internet and not some lame ass poems to get rid of them.</p>
<p>How sweet... He sounds like the male version of Jane Eyre. Sauron, if you stay true to yourself, she will probably find your intellect charming.</p>
<p>^^^NO HE DOESN'T. DONT ENCOURAGE HIM. I am being blunt becuz obviously this guy has problems. The only girl that will ever love him is Palmlina so he better start getting used to her, becuz it seems for him conversing with her 5-7 times a day is the norm. Better get used to your friends with benefits cuz it is the best u gonna get.</p>
<p>yeah...that was very creative but kinda weird.. If you start talking to her like that then i dont know what will happen. Oh yeah, you sound too preoccupied with this girl (i mean you wrote an elaborate description of her). I agree with Mr. Amazing that you should meet other girls or think about her not so much. Obession is a dangerous thing and very creepy :p</p>
<p>Dude, just go talk to her. Be confident and alil outgoing and funny. Then if she sounds interested in you, ask her out. The worst thing that could happen is that she will say no. Or worse she puts you in the "just friend" list which is extremely difficult to get out.</p>
<p>oh lala!!pooh!! pooh!! there there. just exactly how do u guys keep ur feelings so well composed? although reason rules in me for most of the time, sometimes emotions take full controul shaking my very soul.</p>
<p>some of u might scoff, but i'm a poor poor wretched creature. i cannot tell my full history here, but it is full of tragedies, disapointments, weepings, gnashings of teeth, fits of rage, utter despair...i've been cast on the pits of hell and not ONE soul sympathized for me...my only hope is that someone will take pity. ugly, awkward, unhuman i might seem, but even to a poor groveling worm there must be some pity, right? God, so great and unmoving, must still have some pity for me. yes, afterall haven't jesus rewarded a gentile woman begging cleverly with an illustration of a dog deserving crumbs at his master's table?? </p>
<p>jane austen? no. no. never read any jane austen (although i watched pride and prejudice). i read anne bronte and some of charlotte bronte's villette, but i altogether think these girly victorian novels are a waste of time. i'm still stuck in the bogs of gibbon's decline and fall. and i admire MILTON and HOMER, authors of immortal epic poetry, more than any romantic writer.</p>
<p>lately, i have been infatuated over a girl to the point where my mind is starting to dissemble. this brunette, whose dark eyes ever so mysteriously hidden by her modesty and shyness and whose lockets of black curls fall ever so gracefully on her shoulders, this woman at my school has utterly imprisoned my heart, pierced it to a cold ice wall. i have not the courage to approach her or even greet her. oh!! what such boldness would destroy my soul!! and the charm! no!!i cannot and will not approach her for i want to embed her perfect beauty in my memory forever.</p>
<p>but, life is so short!! so transient. i weep at the prospect of losing her image with the rushing uncoming of death. whence in heaven, i'll forget her!! or will i?</p>
<p>i'm so frail, so small and trembling. how can she ever cast a glance upon me with admiration!!?? i'm but an insect in the sea of manly bulks...but at the least i can beg for pity. at the least, she will sympathize my wretched, slavish and utterly deplorable state of mind and physcial condition. i've been beaten, spat at, ignored, slandered, glared at all my life without a single ounce of affection shown me by not one living soul...and recently i've gone through series of sicknesses where my body is depleted with energy and strength; and i worsened this state of weakness and frailty with weeping every night...indeed, in front of my eyes a mist already hangs...BUT if ever i am compelled to approach her, she shalt consider these before dashing me to the ground with her rejection.</p>
<p>alas! now i understand dante's weepings and visions for his beloved beatrice. dolce amore, come!!</p>
<p>so, i need some advise. from those whose heart had already been broken, whose youth already trampled upon...to advise me on an escape.