Posts Tagged ‘good luck’

[Q&A] Incest?

Thursday, July 15th, 2010

Dear John,

Is it incest if I went out with my stepbrother? He lives in my house, but I really like him, and I think he likes me.

Yours sincerely,
Unsure Suzy

Well Suzy, there are two answers I can give you, the easiest:

No, it’s not officially incest.

The harder:

It’s not technically incest, however, it is a sticky subject. Problems are numerous, first of all, you live in the same house, that can be very strenuous on a new relationship. Second of all, if you ever break it off, it would be very hard to maintain strong family-relations. Last but not least, how does your parent feel about this? I wager he/she would frown upon it. Thus, I would highly recommend you to keep your distance.

If you still decide to follow up on this infatuation, proceed with caution. Wait a month to see if it’s just a crush or true love, to take such a risk for something frivolous, would be a mistake. Furthermore, you should know one-hundred percent certain, that he likes you back. Nothing like a good rejection to get the awkwardness flowing.

Good luck, and please write us what you did.

John Sacks

It’s over

Saturday, January 9th, 2010

I’ve already told y’all a lot about the ex. I haven’t however told you that she’s now deleted me from the Dutch equivalent of facebook (Hyves), deleted me from MSN messenger and deleted me without even telling me why. So I e-mailed her, asking where the fuck she gets off deleting me after all I did for her, after all we’ve been through, where-after I also told her that if she now told me to fuck off, or told me that she wanted nothing to do with me, it’d be fully over, I would have officially stopped caring.

So she e-mailed me that she indeed did not want nothing to do with me any more, and that she wishes me good luck in, and this is literally translated, all my future endeavours, and that I may find all I’m looking for. I have two words for this girl, fuck you. If all you can send me is a shite e-mail like that, FUCK YOU!

Seriously after all the shit she pulled, she dares to break contact with me, if anyone should have broken contact, it’d be me! At first I was sad, then I was insulted, now I’m done, seriously, if she’d ever come to me again, if she’d ever changed her mind, she can just go fuck herself. I’ve officially stopped caring. It’s just too bad she was the first I’ve ever loved, that love was wasted.

On another happier note, I thought I’d feel lost at this moment, but actually I’m quite happy! I’ve no big issues with it whatsoever. Other than the fact that I’m a bit annoyed at the fact that some people are fucking idiots, I don’t really mind it at all! It’s a miracle, maybe I really have stopped caring.

Roberto Strife