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Part One- Problem You'd normally have me saying how great life is but now it's taken a bad course. Is it ever going to get better? I was dating a guy for six months, he just decided to breakup with me. My friends all warned me I should've listened. How do you explain to someone how much you care about them? I liked him months before we started dating. My friend, Alton is helping me figure some things out. My ex, Henry didn't know I was moving.... Could he of found out and that’s why he broke up with me? Henry still texts me but I don't reply. I started to but it made me realize how much I missed him. It's been months since the breakup so I feel stupid for letting myself still think about him and like him. I just want to know why is that too much to ask? *New IM Message* Alton- Hey Girl Me- Aye Alton- Guess what?! Me- Whaa...?? Alton- I found out why Henry broke up with you. Me- Why? Alton- He told me he liked your best friend. Me-- ...... Alton yeah I know I'm sorry. I've got to go bye love. *Alton has logged off* Well now I know why. I'm glad he didn't know I am moving. Now there's nothing left for me here in Jacksonville. I can move, without a problem. I won’t miss anyone but Alton. I guess him and I are best friends. I don't know when I'm with him I feel like I’m holding back. He's asked me out before but I can't lose him as my best friend. I won't let myself take a chance like that Not Now, Not Never. My bags are almost packed. Although I'm not moving for another few weeks. I can't wait to start over. A new life, new friends, new school, new house. The last part scares me a bit. I grew up in the house I'm in now, all of my pets; all of my photos are here all my memories. It's going to be hard to let... ... middle of paper ... ...r job. Henry I’m not making the same mistake again. I can’t just go back to that type of life style. You broke up with me on a dare. A dare a stupid game. A dare was much more important to you than me. Obviously. You know how bad that is? It makes me look stupid.” I had said fighting back tears. “Bell, you’re finally sticking up for yourself that’s amazing.” Alton had said coming over to me to give me a hug. “Fine. Whatever. Bella. Date him.” “I’m not dating him.” “Not yet at least.” Alton had said. “Bye Bella. You made a big mistake.” “I don’t think so.” I said. Part Nine- Alton & Bella “Thank you.” I said. “Why thank you?” Alton said. “You helped me stand up to him. I couldn’t of done it on my own. Merry Christmas Alton.” “Merry Christmas Bell.” “Normally in the movies a girl and a guy would kiss right?” Alton said laughing. I looked into his eyes and kissed him.
but it's that he lied to me and he was telling me "I was awfully busy
The imaginative Nightmare Before Christmas is considered one of the most imaginative films in some of the most recent decades. This film masterpiece from the creative and revolutionary mind of Tim Burton has been one of my favorite movies from the time that I first saw it when I was a small child, to now. The beautiful textures and colors perfect capture both holidays of Halloween and Christmas in the film. Along with the textures comes a masterfully soundtrack that so perfectly adds mood and depth to this story. The even the beautiful textures are enough for this film to land itself in someone’s favorite list.
Homeward Bound intertwines two old-fashioned narratives of suburban 1950’s with rampant anticommunism; allowing it to be a persuasive historical argument. Attempting to establish why, unlike both their children and parent, postwar Americans citizens looked to marriage along parenthood involving great enthusiasm and promise. May discovers that cold war philosophy and the domestic restoration were dual sides of the same coin. Postwar American citizens felt the need to become liberated from past mishaps to be more secure in the following years. According to the author national containment was an product of the uncertainties and objectives released after the war. Within the household, potentially threating social entities of the new age could be tamed, where they could add to the security and fulfillment of life that men and women wanted to obtain. However, the satisfying emphases of 1950’s great minds and physiologists suggested personal and private resolutions to social issues. The modern family was the place in which that alteration was expected to occur. The household was the atmosphere in which families could feel comfortable with themselves. Giving that, domestic restraint and its calming corollary weakened the potential for political involvement and protected the alarming effects of anticommunism and the cold-war consent.
The Shining is about a white middle class dysfunctional family that suffers from natural and supernatural stresses in an isolated Rocky mountain hotel. .The father, a former teacher turned writer, is portrayed as a habitual drinker, wife- and child-abuser, with a kind of evil streak The mother is shown as a battered woman. The film suggests that due to the abuse at the hands of his father and the passivity of his mother, the child of this family developed psychological problems. He had imaginary friends and began to see frightening images.
in the end guess where he went. He decided to go to El Camino! When I asked him why he wanted to go
The day I moved away, a lot of things were going through my young mind. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my family and friends through out my life. Now I was moving 800 miles away from all of that with no insight on what lied ahead for me. As my family and I drove away from our Michigan home, I looked out the window wondering what Virginia would be, and what my friends were doing. A lot of things were going through my mind at the time. At the time my main worry was if I would make any friends, and how I would adjust to everything. During the whole drive down, my mother would often let me know that everything would be all right and I would like it. Trying to be strong and hold back my tears, I just shook my head no, wondering why we had to move so far away. Life would be different for me and I knew it would.
invited me to go to church with him on Sunday. I told him that I would go but really never found
I met him at the Hawthorne high-school’s orientation. October 3, 2012, was the official date and months of being with him, for the first time ever he made me feel something I’ve never felt before. He was the first guy I ever came to love. I can go on about this, but I’m not going into detail about what happened those years. Let’s just wrap up that story to the simple truth, he left me. I had invested all my time and attention towards him, that I began to care less about school. I was never expecting it, or maybe I was. It hurt. Looking at him hurt. I remember coming home and crying my heart out. I was devastated. It was something I’ve never wanted to experience. I sobbed and sobbed that night, and gripped onto my pillow and shouted into them, hiding the cries. I felt empty when I awoke the next day. My eyes were swollen, and I felt an empty void. I felt dead. We didn’t speak to each other after that. Months passed, and I was keeping myself occupied with work and friends, I finally was learning how to move on, on my own. I finally came to find my happiness through realization. They say somethings happen for a reason. It’s either a
He does not say he wants them to be best friends again but he is showing how he cares about Thomas' feelings.
We were both excited and probably a little nervous to see him again, so my friend turned into the driveway. We each had wide grins on our faces, while we debated whether or not to actually get down and ring his doorbell. I don't know what we were afraid of, but the conversation for about a minute, went along the lines of, "No you go. No you go . . . ."
When I moved from New York to Texas I left behind the most important thing: love. I had been dating Franky for a year when I up and moved south. It was a really sad parting for us both, but we decided to continue our relationship as long-distance to see how it would work out. However, I knew deep down that it would not last very long. Long-distance relationships are hard, and the chances of them failing are great. Needless to say, the odds were not in our favor and our relationship ended four months afterwards. The causes that led to Franky and I’s failed long-distance relationship were numerous.
A week goes by and we did not communicate, face-to-face or by text. I thought long and hard about what I wanted to do in this relationship. I talked to my friends and they said I should give him another chance and see if things change, so I did. We dated for about another two months and I decided this is not what I wanted. I felt no attraction to him anymore and I felt miserable when I was around
"Isn't it funny how you can think you're completely over someone, but if you drive past his house, stumble upon a meaningful song you both shared, or even catch a glance of him on the street, just in an instant, it can change all that, and you start to remember the pain. And that hollow space is feeling more and more like the Grand Canyon with every second that goes by. But you bury these feelings deep down, so deep that you're sure no one will be able to tell. To the outside world, you smile and act like nothing is wrong or will ever be. Everything's just perfect. And you go along your merry way, all the while home realizing how much you do miss him, how much you still love him... and it sticks with you for days, weeks, maybe months, until fate decides to hand you another one of these unexpected moments. And then you finally understand the worst feeling in the world is when the person you love the most is standing right next to you, yet you can never have them."
...e,” because he didn’t want my senior year to revolve around someone I can barely see. His detachment reached the point of no response, and he ceased communication all together, saying “It was needed for us to move on until college.” To this day I still love him, and I know he still loves me. He wants the best for me, and although it is painful because I cannot hear his voice, it’s truly what I need. “I will be there at the airport the day you arrive at your future college, I love you forever and always.” These were the last words that I heard from him, harsh, yet caring. To this day I still love him, and try to move on, but no one seems to even come close to this amazing person. “Love at first sight” I once believed as a fools quote, but today I see it as the most amazing thing in the world, something that is achieved by pure chance and luck, only experienced by few.
I’m not happy. Although Max tries to be there for me, I think I need someone different. I happened to pass by the same exact place that I met him and I couldn’t bear to notice there is a new guy. Yes, he is younger that Max and not as good looking, but maybe he will be better, faster, and more reliable. However, I can’t bear to tell Max. He has done so much for me. “When I fumble in spelling a word… (he) automatically corrects me—a selfless act to keep my best interests in mind” (Cipriani). But I’ve started taking him for granted. I am just using him. I go out with friends and prefer to leave him home because I don’t want to be looking out for him. I’m neglecting you. But it is time for me to focus on myself. These past months with you all I’ve been doing is “living in a constant state of semi-paralyzing fear that the battery is going to die on you unexpectedly …” (Fagan). It’s not you, it’s me. I’ve come to realize I need some space to figure our relationship out. I just can’t help to realize we have a rather symbiotic relationship in which “my phone knows the finite details of my brightest and darkest moments. Through snaps and taps I’m constantly pouring my heart out to my hand-held device and get nothing in return”