Discussion in 'Miscellaneous' started by Coloratura, Feb 12, 2013.
Dibs on one of his pinky toes. Like the rest of him, they must be cute as the dickens.
There's plenty of me to go around.
But I need those for standing! Also, nursery rhymes.
This little piggy went to a Trekkie who thought it was adorable.
If you think the closest one is that far away:
1) You either are deluding yourself with overly strict search parameters. You can find many, many highly compatible mates in a much smaller area
2) You're not really looking and it just seems that way because you haven't run across them.
Toes are probably the most expendable of body parts. Lift them up while standing and you'll see that you won't fall over. You'll be fine without them!
There's really no need for such skepticism.
To me, "true love" is what you get when your BFF just happens to make your special parts tingle. It's really that simple.
We've all loved someone unconditionally, whether it be for a parent, sibling, child, or best friend. "Romantic love" is those same unconditional feelings seasoned with dash of sexual attraction. (Add to taste.)
Those feelings can be either the result of first sight gooey-eyes, or need to be cultivated and realized over a long time because of outside intervening circumstances. And that person can be found anywhere: the local dance club, the condiment isle between the ketchup and Caesar, or even your favorite Internet forum.
There really isn't some kind of magic formula to it. Have patience and stay positive. Tell yourself "I'm never going to find a partner," and that's exactly what will happen.
Surprise butt-sex smiley?
I'm not complaining.
I haven't found her yet, I'm beginning to think my changes are better at the Lotto.
I can personally vouch for that. My intended e-mailed me from 500 miles away.
Have you ever had a good friend, and strictly nothing more than that, call you up out of the blue and tell you they're in love with you? Welcome to my night tonight.
Well that's very awkward. I had something similar happen once but looking back it was somewhat my fault for being too dim to see the signs. If I could put that episode on replay I would have cranked the friendship way back.
Yeah I was oblivious to it as well. I ain't too quick sometimes.
Yes J. Allen, I do believe there is someone for every person in the world.
His name is Larry.
He lives in Minsk.
It's his raging libido, winning smile and extensive Barry White collection that endears him to us all.
I had intended to post: You know you're a hopeless Trekkie when you look at that card and think of Warp Cores and Breaches. However, it looks like I am not alone in that regard.
Half of my heart died with him.
Speaking only for me, I'll go for a time being fine [several years later]. Then, something happens that brings it all back... like reading this thread. My biggest change is that I tell those I love, "I love you," every time we part. I realize it may be the last chance I have to tell them.
I hope you don't mind a hug, Sector 7, because you're getting the closest one I can give.
*squeezes Sector 7 tight*
You should put that on a t-shirt. So many people would buy it.
I thought the Internet was for porn, fanfiction, and the inevitable crossover of the two.
Only you can decide for yourself what comes after that, because advice will only get you so far. People are quick to say you can't stay stuck in the past, but what they never realize is that the past is as much a part of you who you are as any thing else. You can try to ignore it, forget about it, and even move past it, but you can never really get away from it, because the past brought you where to where you are right now. Without it, you're half a person.
That person that is gone, no matter how far you move on, they're always going to be there. I know.
In April, it will be seven years since I lost the woman I was madly in love with. She was the one and I felt lucky to have found her so early in life. She died of ovarian cancer and I continue to love her now as strongly as I did then.
Weeks will pass and I won't think of her at all. Then I'll see something that reminds me of her or hear a song, and she's right back there in my mind again for days...unitl the thought slowly passes. Oddly, I forgot her birthday this year, so maybe she's slipping further away. A good thing? I felt bad afterwards, but not so bad that it brought me down.
I haven't dated anyone since her,(not that I dated anyone before her either...dating has never been high on my list of priorities) almost begrudging the idea that someone could take her place. I acknowledge the fact I am alone...I get lonely, though I've always been independent, a loner if you will. I have no trouble keeping busy and entertaining myself. But I actively decided at some point not to date. I see my friends with their girlfriends, and wives, and now children, moving on with their lives and I can't help but think about the life I might have had, had things been different.
But on the other hand, I look at their lives and I don't want any of that, at least parts of it. Companionship is great, but I have no interest in having children. I know I'm not parent material, because I'm selfish...I like doing what I want with my time and get annoyed at things and people that interrupt whatever it is I'm doing. That's not a good parent, so better to make the call now and let my brothers shoulder the burden of fathering all those grand-kids and carrying on the family name.
It's gotten to the point now though where I no longer get invited to some group events with my friends because It's a couples night and I would be the lone single participant. We've even pointed this out to each other. Ok, understandable. The thing is though, I don't care about being the third wheel when there is a group of six people going to see a movie because I just want to hang out with my friends, but that's ok. You go ahead and see that movie. I've got work to do anyway. As you can probably tell, I'm not bitter at all.
So what does all this mean. Obviously, I have problems. Obviously. Beyond that? I have no idea. I really don't. Life is the worst RPG ever. The learning curve is far too aggressive, it takes too long to level up, and I ave yet to come across a single save point.
Human relationships are over rated. Buy a cat. they're far less work, generally fun to be around, sometimes...and the internet loves them. What more do you need, other than more sci-fi and snacks.
Also, I suck at advice. Don't listen to anything I say about anything.
we grew up together, when she died I became very violent for a very long period of time, was i always violent and she kept me calm, or did her death change me?
Thanks, J. Allen! I've never turned down a hug.
Jimi_James and Sephiroth, I understand the special pain that comes from losing your one true love. I'll add you to my prayers.
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