It has been over a month… exactly 40 days since our lips locked. Now I can say that I’ve actually been French kissed… literally… haha
It makes me wonder if all Frenchmen kiss that passionately… I know it sounds like a stupid stereotype but isn’t it one of their trademarks? haha
It was really good but I’m starting to forget how great it was.
It was one of the best kisses I’ve ever had.
I didn’t get enough. It was dumb of me to have an accidental bf just before I flew to Paris. Shame on me for kissing him. But more shame on me for feeling so guilty when in fact it wasn’t a real relationship and I ended up feeling guilty anyway.
And now, I regret not being able to enjoy the romantic moment with him that I’ve been fantasizing about for 2 years… coz of a stupid, impulsive decision on my part to say “yes” to a guy who has no idea what being “exclusive” means.
I’ve never heard of breadcrumbing until recently. Then it dawned on me that I’ve been a victim target and I wasn’t aware that was such a thing. Apparently, it’s also called “Hansel & Gretelling”, i.e., when one gives another just enough attention to keep their hope of a “relationship” alive. This is the most frustrating thing ever. It’s so confusing.
Thank God I have no patience for flakiness or I would’ve been victimized by these breadcrumbers. That would’ve been a waste of my precious time. Ugh! 🙄
‘Breadcrumbing’ is “the act of sending out flirtatious, but non-committal text messages to members of the opposite sex in order to lure a sexual partner without expending much effort.” — Urban DictionaryAnd, while the act itself is just as awful as “ghosting”, I’d rather be ghosted and be able to move on than be lead on. The act of ghosting is rude, immature and cowardly but breadcrumbing is deceitful, malicious and just downright evil if you ask me.
Breadcrumbing is more insidious than it initially appears, it’s more like “gaslighting” where one starts questioning their sanity and think they’re going crazy after they’ve been manipulated. You end up second-guessing yourself — was there something there or did my mind just play tricks on me?
It’s interesting how this new era of dating has evolved into this. It’s so hard to trust people nowadays coz you don’t ever know which one will play you, or ghost you or bench you or breadcrumb you.
You cannot judge a book by its cover. The nicer the guy, the easier to fall, the harder it is to believe that you’ve been duped. All you will do is blame yourself… but don’t… don’t let these losers change you and make you hard.
I got this message on my iPhone and I was blown away.
How time flies.
Two years already… really?!?!?!
I still remember vividly the years I spent trying to muster the courage to blog.
And the time I was so excited about my Frenchie that I felt unstoppable! So passionate about life… about LOVE! about writing and sharing my adventures and misadventures (if any).
Anyway, two years and counting… Wow!
Looking back, I can’t even begin to tell you how colorful my life has been the last couple of years. Don’t get me wrong… it hasn’t all been pink and red and all pastel and rainbow colors but I appreciate all the colors of the spectrum that life has brought me. It has made me a stronger and better person. It is a part of how I have been evolving and I embrace it wholeheartedly. I am so grateful for all the experiences that the Universe has brought my way.
Thank you, Universe.
Thanks to everyone who has supported me in my journey and I hope to
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