If I just talked to her

"her"

I talked to my and called her cute. Through the phone that is. Try it, it's easy

>she came to talk with me
>went to sleep because it's 4AM
THOT BTFO, SHADILAY
Right?

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>there will never be a her in your life

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>go back in time
>still no courage to talk to her
NEET in Poland? What is your secret user?

I just want to feel accomplish in something, why god can't you give us all a chance.

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>she doesn't know i exist
/spoiler/ she is 2d /spolier/

>she's gone forever and you'll never get her back
>no woman will ever love you again like she did
It's better to have not loved at all than to have loved and lost it

I think you're wrong, ameribro. These memories of happines and sadness make you alive. You know that you're alive because you felt both pleasure and pain.

You're better off not talking to her. It's not a mans job to have a crush on someone so stfu and do something else.

Stay strong, senpaitachi. It's not undoable.

t. former 20yo kissless handholdless virgin

After 20 years of porn, I finally got private with a girl, everything was great I finally got my chance to fuck

My dick never went hard, at this point I just wish this never happened

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She actually initiated conversation with me. Twice, even. But I'm too autistic to reciprocate. That was around 10 months ago, and I now messaged her about 2 weeks ago, influenced by my therapist. I actually made sure to message her late in the night (around 11:30PM) so I wouldn't have to do a chat in real time with her. She replied to my message early in the morning (around 7:30AM), presumably a bit after waking up. I couldn't look at my phone for a week but in the end it wasn't so bad: she sent me 4 texts back, while I had only sent her 1.

Of course my therapist wants me to continue messaging her, but I don't know if I can do it. After I message someone (don't matter who, male or female), it always happens: I can't look my phone/enter the website I message the person in (if it's through my computer) for days or even weeks. I don't know why. I want to talk to this girl, but I just can't. I've been delaying "the day" where I'll message her again for quite a while now.

Pic related is unironically her btw. She's kinda artsy, more on the film and photography side of artsy. Mostly thanks to Life is Strange, I love these kinds of girls.

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just do it, let the words flow, learn by mistakes if anything

>she seemed keen
>never had a chance to talk to her on her own
>shes now fucking a Brazilian

>I saw her looking a few times, she brushed right up agaisnt me once when there was plenty of room to get past
>somebody fucking set us up to go to the formal and i got scared and said nothing
>went on to fuck a sudanese guy

>she started a few conversaions with me. Joked a couple of times.
>Didn't know how to reciprocate
>she fucked a guy i knew from soccer who then cheated on her with a guy that me and her went to school with

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From that wall, that bed and her legs, I can already tell that she is:
>parda
>pretty fucking poor

I can recall a single time where I messaged someone I know IRL. One of my teachers. It was a pretty normal conversation about something he said in class, but I was sweating pinballs through all of it. Hell, just writing stuff here makes me nervous like crazy too, even though it's anonymous. I dunno why this happens. The minimal amount of failure (that some might even see as a success) throws me into a loop of avoidance. I feel like there's something fundamentally wrong with me.

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Instead of punishing yourself try to laugh when you encounter an awkward moment. Youre normal but youre too harsh on yourself. Try to see flaws in other people and you realize they are just like you.

The proto-gf started standing on my back out of nowhere yesterday when I lying down on my tummy. Is this flirting?

She's probably at least upper middle class, she lives in one of the nicest neighborhoods in my city. Maybe it was at a friend's house or something, I dunno. Also she's one of the palest people I know. Might be my northeastern standards of paleness, or maybe it's just the pic. Have another one.
It would probably be easier to think that if I was surrounded by Finns. I'm probably a normie compared to you guys. Brazil is a normie country.

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same. I can't even understand how I used to make friends on MMOs and other online games when I was a kid, nowadays I play online games without ever talking/messaging anyone.

It will make no difference.
Go find something else to do for a while.
Later, you can go find someone else to do for a while.
When neither of you want to leave, then stay.

>she pushed
>i demurred
>it's over
>it's been over for awhile now

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