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Posted:Apr 4, 2016 3:38 pm
Last Updated:Aug 26, 2018 8:03 pm
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what is this game? i am so confused.
do you want to meet for a drink?
-yes.
how is friday?
-no good
sunday?
-can't
next week, then. monday?
-that won't work either.
well why don't you tell me when your open, and i'll make it work?
-ok
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hey, want to meet for a drink?
-yes, that would be great.
when are you available?
-right now.
ok, where do you wanna meet?
-at the bar
right, do you have a place in mind?
-no
ok, i'll pick
-i can't go there
i didn't name anywhere
-i know, i want to meet you, i just can't go to that bar
how about my place then?
-ok, that's good
cool, what's you number? i'll text you my address
-ok
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hey, guess what?
-what?
eat a dick. that's what.
-oh my god, you're so funny. i'd eat your dick, sexy
are you even a real person?
-why do you ask that, what else would i be?
never mind.
what kind of a game is that? i mean seriously.
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talk
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Posted:Mar 20, 2016 6:49 am
Last Updated:Aug 26, 2018 8:05 pm
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people love to talk. they talk serious. they talk shit. they talk , money, politics, religion, sex, dating, marriage, cars, work, and drinking. they talk about what they can do. what they would do. what they want to do. what they will do. they talk. guys, girls. doesn't matter. hell, at this point, the talk doesn't matter. it's just talk. i have met a few, a limited few on this site that turned talk into action. i know there are more out there.
I appreciate a woman who is blunt about what she wants, desires, expects. it saves time, unnecessary talk.
don't get me wrong, i love to talk. i could talk for hours. that is not why i am here. if you want to talk to me, tell me you want to talk and that is all. i will respect that, and we can have a fun, insightful conversation. if you are curious, and think that talking could lead into more physical activities, just say so.
don't start a conversation, and then leave in the middle without notice.
don't be fucking rude for no good reason. it's a dating site. a site with sole purpose of providing people a means to maybe talk, and fuck. if a relationship happens to form out of that, bonus, but let's face it, it's an "adult" site. come on.
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Posted:Mar 20, 2016 6:33 am
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2016 9:39 am
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so there are like 5 comments on one of my blogs, and i can not read them. that is frustrating.
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Posted:Mar 17, 2016 4:12 pm
Last Updated:Aug 26, 2018 8:06 pm
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an ex-whatever can be good or bad. i have an ex-wife. she is cool. we are actually good friends. we share 4 beautiful . we get along. we put the first, even when we don't get along. she lands on the good side.
i have an ex-girlfriend. we have one . a baby. she limits the time i can see him. she uses him to try and punish me. she is not easy to get along with. we do not agree on things, and even when we do, she puts trying to hurt me before the baby. she lands on the side of bad.
i have had things in my life happen that changed me. changed the way i viewed the world. how i see myself. something that hurt so badly it create doubt in everything i had ever believed. i had to figure out how to live again. how to do more than just survive. i had to learn how to love. how not to hate. how to forgive. how to be understanding. what life was really about, at least what my life meant. the casualty of my discovery was my ex-girlfriend. i don't want to speak in a negative manner about her. she is the mother of my , but i struggle to find nice things to say anymore. so, i will just stop talking about her all together.
my point is, good or bad, they become an ex for a reason. sometimes it's your reason, and sometimes it's their reason. sometimes it's a good reason, and sometimes it's just plain dumb. either way, you must remember they are an ex, and treat them with an acceptable behavior. a behavior which indicates that your goal with that person now, is to simply get along. nothing more. nothing less. they are an ex, and they should remain as such. for the betterment of all involved.
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friends
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Posted:Feb 25, 2016 8:19 pm
Last Updated:Mar 17, 2016 4:12 pm
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what really defines a friend? i think the term has become a very loose term over the years. a real friend, a work friend, an online friend, a friend with benefits. so many different ways to basically say, i know that person. good friends, bad friends, what ever the case may be, pick some, love them, hang with them, and treasure them while they are there in your life. you never know when a friend may not be so friendly anymore.
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Posted:Feb 24, 2016 5:16 pm
Last Updated:May 8, 2016 9:07 am
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It is time. Now. Not tomorrow. Not next week. Now. Time to be honest with myself. Honest about who I am. About what i am. Time to get real about what I am capable of, and not willing to compromise. Time to list expectations up front. Time to narrow the wide open views on women, sex, romance, and love. Time to be serious.
This is just a note to self. Pay no attention to rambling thoughts of a man tired from heartache, pain, and loss. Time to grow up, man up, and move forward.
If you read this, thank you for your time. May you be blessed with more it than I have been.
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seriously
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Posted:Feb 17, 2016 3:58 pm
Last Updated:Aug 26, 2018 8:10 pm
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I feel like i need to write something. so, here...
I like it when women list exactly what they are looking for, what they want, or what they expect. I appreciate it. Even when i do not fit into it, it is nice. My problem is i am not sure what i want exactly. I have had love, and lost love. I have had passion, and felt it dwindle. I know all to well the feeling of lust, and have felt the emptiness when it is gone. I am a romantic at heart, but the asshole side sometimes wins out. I know intimate. Intimate moments, looks, smiles, touches, hugs, kisses. Intimate relationships that last but only a few hours, and ones that last for years. The hallow, empty feeling that follows the conclusion is always the same. The sting of loss. The memories that can either haunt, or tease.
I guess i miss the excitement of not knowing. Having no idea of where a smile may or may not take you. A simple hello, or a flirty wink.
I am yet to find the one who can challenge my mind, ease my heart, and ignite my desire. Perhaps i am too judgmental. Perhaps my standards are too high. Or, perhaps, i have decided not to settle, because someone once told me,
"you only set yourself up for failure, and someone else up for pain when you settle."
I want to love, and be loved, but i am not the type of person who can last. I am just not the "marrying" type.
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