My parents think I’m moving across the country for school. While that’s technically true...

My parents think I’m moving across the country for school. While that’s technically true, I’m moving to be closer to my current best friend, who is my ex girlfriend, who left me for another man that previously cheated on her and dumped her twice, who I am still deeply in love with.

Like I know this is an awful idea, but somehow I feel like I’ll regret it if I don’t. I’m almost certainly making a huge mistake but I’m still going to go through with it.

Give me your honest thoughts and opinions.

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You’re a fucking beta.

I'll just be straight with you, this is a terrible idea and you're a fucking idiot for even considering it
you're not going to gain anything from this

Wow thats the most beta cuck move anyone has ever made. Good job. Maybe she'll let you hold her hand after he's done fucking her in the ass. But I doubt it.

Ouch

gay

You're a faggot, OP.

You're a coward and a fraud hoping to pick up a dude's trash. But you already know this

OK, soooo you want us to tell you you are retarded? Well congrats, you are. I know you already know that so let me try this approach.

You are absolutely, 100% free to make your own choices. But all of your success in life compounds. Every little bit you help yourself now will benefit you 2x, 5x, 10x down the line. Ask yourself if operating on emotion is really the right thing to do. Spoiler, it's not. Love is an function of familiarity over time combined with an innate, primal desire to breed. It's stupid, and you will fuck yourself going down the road you are looking down. You will be no different than the trailer trash pumping out 10 babies because they're on food stamps, buying cigarettes with under the table paychecks and welfare. Fuck all that dude you and I BOTH know you are capable of more than getting tied up in emotions, let alone emotions with someone who is no good for you bro. Don't, please do not sabotage yourself.

Cuck

Disappointment

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When I was first trying to figure out what I wanted to do post-undergrad, I was dating a girl that I genuinely loved. She was two years younger than me. I was getting an engineering degree, but the job market in that town was bad for CEs. So, in order to stay in the same town, I decided that I'd take a year off of school, work in a law firm, then go to the same university's law school. All so I could stay near my then-girlfriend. Shortly after I graduated, she broke up with me. She's a lesbian now. I let staying with her dictate the course of my entire life. And although I'm okay with it now, I wasn't for a long time.

When I was in law school, I became extremely close with a girl. We ended up dating. I worked my ass off to find a job in the city she was moving to after we got our JDs. I finally found one. A month later, she cheated on me. I broke up with her. But I had already committed to moving to a city where I knew no one and had no other friends. Again, I'm okay with it now, but those first few years were rough and lonely.

Never, under any circumstances, dictate where you live or what you do based on someone else. Ever. You will not regret not doing this. You will regret doing it.

I did go visit her, however, and she started biting me while we were cuddling. She knows it turns me on like crazy. She was fine getting slapped, getting her neck grabbed, getting her thighs squeezed, too. We slept together (literally, as in we fell asleep together) the last night. What do I make of this? Again, she’s with this other dude.

fuck it, go try again wit her, as long as she gave you consent to move out there (if not, then you are just going to look like a stalker)

A.) everything works out with her and you found that dumb "solmate" thingy hollywod likes to make us believe in

B.) shit fails, but now youre in a cool new town with new friends and a new life

I respect your experiences, I basically know I’m setting myself up for something similar, but I have this oppressive high-school-teen mentality of my situation being different. It doesn’t help that I have the means to go there, either. And it’s BFE America, no major population centers to speak of so I know I’d be isolated.

Stop. You are a beta orbiter loser, you should have left that whore the moment she dumped you for another man. The fact that you're now chasing her makes you a creep and an even bigger loser.
This is NOT a path to happiness, this is a path to cuckoldry. This will only end in you getting emotionally hurt and regretting the waste of time and money chasing some trash. I don't care how "deeply in love" you are, you will not find what you're looking for.
Stop following your dick and go and focus your life on something more useful and fulfilling, like science. We always need more men of science in the lab, brother.

Please make the right choices for yourself. The tits are temporary; The glory of Rome is forever.

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this.

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Don't be a literal cuck user!!
For crying out loud.
The pain of being so close yet so far away from her will far exceed whatever pain you're in right now. And when he inevitably cheats on her again and breaks her heart again not only will she not run into your arms, you'll end up shattered by her emotional duress.
Do yourself a favor and never speak to that unworthy harlot again user.

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I hear you. It ain't like I haven't been there too. I'm certainly not one to old-man you and tell you that you're an idiot. Maybe you're an idiot, but that's something you have to figure out on your own first.

I will say this: make an effort to branch out when you get there. Find new friends that aren't associated with her. Someone to be on your team, so to speak, when the whole thing heads south.

You think the pain you've felt before was bad?
Ha
The pain you're setting yourself up for will be more than unbearable. I'm almost sorry for you user.

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Thank you for that. It’s a small town, but I’ll try. I already have a solid group of online friends separate from her that I’ve known for years. I’m hoping to network when I get there, and if things don’t pan out I have the capacity to move back home after my JD (thank God for the UBE.)

I agree that I need to prepare for when things go south. That being sad, I suppose I would rather them go south than go nowhere.

This is retarded and you are retarded if you do it. You will most likely be miserable. She sounds like shes probably a selfish thot who wants to have you at arms length so she can use you and not feel guilty. If you wanna stay friends that's fine but if you move for her you are going to get used. Unless you like being actual cucked.

Have you asked her if you can eat her pussy once you arrive?

That's the right attitude to have. Keep your friends around, make some new ones along the way.

If you're starting law school, keep your head down and get your ass to work. It ain't as bad as everyone says, but it ain't easy either. At least for me, the best friends I've ever had are the ones who I met during 1L. Bonding by communal suffering.

I'm pulling for you.

I’m definitely open to making friends in Law. The university has these sort of compulsory study groups to emphasize collaboration. I’m also willing to meet other women, I’m not about to be exclusively about her.

Thank you. It actually means a great deal to have someone who, while acknowledging that it’s a fucking idiotic idea, is condoning the “make your own mistakes” mentality

Wow, kys fren

I'm a big William Faulkner fan. He's got this character, named Quentin Compson. Appears in two books (The Sound and the Fury and Absalom, Absalom!), as well as two short stories ("A Justice" and "That Evening Sun"). Whenever I think about following advise, I think about Quentin.

Quentin grew up upper-middle-class in the South, at the end of the 19th century. His grandfather was a Confederate general, his father a lawyer and an alcoholic. Quentin's family paid to send him to Harvard; he was the family's pride and joy.

Quentin's father spent most of his son's childhood telling him what to do, how to do it, what to think, how to think, etc. Quentin didn't speak much, because he couldn't get a word in edgewise. He was always the narratee, the listener. And, because of his Southern honor, he always followed his father's advise.

Quentin's section of The Sound and the Fury is written in stream-of-consciousness. A good third of it is just shit that his father had told him at one point or another. And it's real fucking clear that the advise Quentin got wasn't always too good, and even when it was, he never had the option to make mistakes.

Quentin drowns himself in the Charles River at the end of the chapter. Don't be like Quentin Compson