Litiquette VI

[SassySheDevil]

And this is exactly why I don't want to be close to anyone any longer. The closer you get to them, the more dirty laundry they have to air when things end.

 

[Lord Pmann]

And this is exactly why I don't want to be close to anyone any longer. The closer you get to them, the more dirty laundry they have to air when things end.

Do you have any issues you’d like to discuss? I am a good mediator, as seen above.

 

[SassySheDevil]

Do you have any issues you’d like to discuss? I am a good mediator, as seen above.

Lol the fuck you are!

 

[Lord Pmann]

Lol the fuck you are!

Did you mean:

Lol! The fuck! You are!!!

I’m just trying to help get to the bottom of this. If I had to guess, I’d say Moochie and Cthulu may have just had a misunderstanding. I’m trying to get into this story. It’s excellent.

 

[Sweet_Cupcake]

Way too much drama here today. I'm out. Way out.

 

[Lord Pmann]

Way too much drama here today. I'm out. Way out.

I don’t understand what you mean. Too much drama?

 

[Sweet_Cupcake]

I don’t understand what you mean. Too much drama?

I am going to forgive you for both the drama and the comment.

 

[Trekka]

My ex husband and I -- in college, while we were dating, he cheated on me. I went to a party one night and he wasn't there, like he said he'd be. Wasn't answering his phone. Had no idea where he was.

My brother was the only one who had the balls and the heart to tell me what was going on. ALL my best friends knew about it, I learned.

It was a real gut punch. I felt *so* stupid.

I eventually forgave everyone and chalked it up to everyone being 20 years old.

But that's a memory of my brother that really stands out in my mind. He gave a fuck that night, and it meant a lot to me.

 

[StacyLeigh]

And this is exactly why I don't want to be close to anyone any longer. The closer you get to them, the more dirty laundry they have to air when things end.

Fear shouldn’t keep you from getting close to people

You just need to find people that don’t mistake airing dirty laundry for being cute, empowering, witty, or intelligent.

Lol the fuck you are!

I truly hate to admit it, but he actually is. <grumble grumble grumble>

 

[Lord Pmann]

I feel like Trekka came in to a room that’s going up in flames and added an ornament on the Christmas tree.

 

[Lord Pmann]

Hopefully I’ll get the answers to the rest of my questions today. Paging Moochie and Cthulu. You have unanswered questions.

But, this brings up today’s topic: Lit love gone bad.

Lit is a bizarre and hard place to become romantically involved with someone. There are amped sex drives. Lots of beautiful people. Open talk about sex. It’s a breeding ground for dirty behaviour. But one of the biggest issues is, when you break up with a person here, you see them move on. You still have to sort of interact with that person. Or, at least, see them interact with others. It’s hard to remove yourself from seeing that person. It can cast shadows on future interactions or just be a painful reminder. This is where Lit is different than in person; it’s much more difficult to remove yourself from the situation. There is a lyric from The Eagles “that same old cloud was like a cold, dark cloud that we could never rise above”... very fitting.

So, have you had any Lit relationships go south? How did you deal with the fallout? Was it tough to see them move on? Did you air your dirty laundry? If not, now is the time to do so. Right here. On this thread.


Best of My Love by The Eagles

https://youtu.be/URzk0xRrXA4

 

[Dribble]

I will be first. The anonymity associated with Lit is very similar to a 12-step meeting, like AA or NA. And because of it, you do have situations arise that you dont have to deal with in real life. For example, I date some girl from a meeting. It grows...it crumbles...over a year or two. Lots of stuff there. But in a small community, there may be no other meeting they can attend...so you must set aside your hurt, and allow them the freedom to vent...because if they dont, they could use again. Lit is no different. It is the anonymity. I met my wife here. When we separated, I became Dribble. Not to check up on her...fuck I dont even know, or care if she is here. But to not be in her face.

 

[hotwords229_A]

I'm just here to flirt, laugh and have a good time. I've never been able to figure out the Lit relationship. I guess I define a relationship differently than others?

If we're going by the actual definition of a relationship, "the way in which two or more concepts, objects, or people are connected, or the state of being connected" then, I think, we are all in one great big gangbang.

 

[blade_rocknut]

I feel like I've stated the answer to this question many times, so I'm basically going to second what the ever eloquent Hotwords said above.

I realize that folks do form attachments of varying degrees, though. I've been friendly with folks who, after a bit no longer interact much. That's not a breakup per se. More like; one or both parties had curiosities about the other, maybe was intrigued, and eventually the subject matter became less intriguing.

Mostly just flirt and try to get boob pics, honestly.

 

[Lonelywife1205]

I feel like I've stated the answer to this question many times, so I'm basically going to second what the ever eloquent Hotwords said above.

I realize that folks do form attachments of varying degrees, though. I've been friendly with folks who, after a bit no longer interact much. That's not a breakup per se. More like; one or both parties had curiosities about the other, maybe was intrigued, and eventually the subject matter became less intriguing.

Mostly just flirt and try to get boob pics, honestly.

*wonders if my boob pics are hanging up somewhere in Blade’s secret naughty room full of random boob pics*

 

[aussiegeekygal]

I picked the wrong day to sit out yesterday.

I'm always so caught off guard by other people's lit lives. Like Cthulu and Moochie. Never saw that! I was also floored that I missed Mei5ter and PLP were a thing, which is hilarious if you look at their avatars...

To answer yesterday's question:
To the best of my knowledge, I've never had anyone sneak around behind me when in a committed relationship. I did have a situation where I was "the other woman" back in college. I hooked up with a guy who told me retroactively that he had a girlfriend (the were currently long distance). At the time I didn't know how to process it, but I chalked it down to he should have said something and let it go.

Unfortunately, it didn't stop there. He returned to where they lived together and I assumed (ha!) they broke up. When I saw him back in town a few months later we hooked up again. Again, I didn't ask, he didn't tell. But when I told my friend we hooked up again she was torn because she was friends with the girlfriend he'd moved down to be with him. I believe she told him she somehow scrubbed my identity out of the equation.

I learnt a lot about consent and communication with that guy.

I've brought that communication into lit. I don't fuck around often and I'm not really invested in relationships here in the same way I would be in real life. I am pretty forthcoming with my expectations and limits. Those conversations are actually a lot of fun for me.

I've never had anything blow up in my face here. But I've never gone all in.

 

[Guyblue82]

*wonders if my boob pics are hanging up somewhere in Blade’s secret naughty room full of random boob pics*

Sounds like it’s not a secret room anymore.

What’s the cover charge....or better said....the uncovered charged?

 

[blade_rocknut]

*wonders if my boob pics are hanging up somewhere in Blade’s secret naughty room full of random boob pics*

If by secret room, you mean that file cabinet in my brain; then yes. Positively. Filed under the letter "F".

 

[Lonelywife1205]

If by secret room, you mean that file cabinet in my brain; then yes. Positively. Filed under the letter "F".

Hee hee

 

[aussiegeekygal]

If by secret room, you mean that file cabinet in my brain; then yes. Positively. Filed under the letter "F".

Your mind palace?

 

[Corbal]

I feel like I've stated the answer to this question many times, so I'm basically going to second what the ever eloquent Hotwords said above.

I realize that folks do form attachments of varying degrees, though. I've been friendly with folks who, after a bit no longer interact much. That's not a breakup per se. More like; one or both parties had curiosities about the other, maybe was intrigued, and eventually the subject matter became less intriguing.

Mostly just flirt and try to get boob pics, honestly.

So, we've been buds for years... DO I NOT FUCKING COUNT?

#offendedasfuck

 

[Cthulhu1138]

Against my better judgement, here is the last thing that I will say on this subject:

I gave my side of things.

I have never publicly said who my ex was.

I made one post on my own thread about how I cared for someone once and it did not work out. That I wish her well.

Her response was to rip up a shirt and call me a cheater with a small dick.

The alternative story has morphed from 'we were exclusive' to 'I never hid anything.'



I have done much to retrain myself, to act with tact and decency unless I or my friends were attacked.

It is a shame that several people here will not let this go.

I really truly wish my ex happiness and safety. Are we going to be friends? Not now, and most certainly not after this behavior.

The ignore function is there people:

Use it!

As for the 'other woman,' should she wish to speak she can, obviously.

I am all for hanging fresh clothing out to dry, but not until it has been laundered.

 

[Corbal]

....then, I think, we are all in one great big gangbang.

So cramming my fist in your ass is acceptable?


I'm all giddy inside at the prospect.

 

[Corbal]

Against my better judgement, here is the last thing that I will say on this subject:

I gave my side of things.

I have never publicly said who my ex was.

I made one post on my own thread about how I cared for someone once and it did not work out. That I wish her well.

Her response was to rip up a shirt and call me a cheater with a small dick.

The alternative story has morphed from 'we were exclusive' to 'I never hid anything.'



I have done much to retrain myself, to act with tact and decency unless I or my friends were attacked.

It is a shame that several people here will not let this go.

I really truly wish my ex happiness and safety. Are we going to be friends? Not now, and most certainly not after this behavior.

The ignore function is there people:

Use it!

As for the 'other woman,' should she wish to speak she can, obviously.

I am all for hanging fresh clothing out to dry, but not until it has been laundered.

I miss all the fucking drama. I really need to pay better attention apparently.

On a brighter note; post your dick. I have my ruler ready.

 

[aussiegeekygal]

I miss all the fucking drama. I really need to pay better attention apparently.

On a brighter note; post your dick. I have my ruler ready.

And I've got a pocket microscope if that's the tool required.