I bet his name is Phil...isn't it?
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I bet his name is Phil...isn't it?
Overlove, I like that word. I don't overlove, I just become psychotic:banghead: :rant: :crazy::ack2:
But now it's okay, Yeah, I'm a cougar, Hear me roar....:lol:
Um, I take you for a person who likes the intellectual, artistic sort...brilliant and debonaire...
Such a pretty animal...
Mum, stephofthenight, BienvenuJDC, Maximilianus, Neo_Sephiroth, I'm not going to fess up.
I may gave some hints, but even if you guess it right, I'm not going to tell you.
Erm... Anyone have any questions?
I guess, whatever I said before. Most of them are sort of blue or greyish with I think two being the exception. Yea, that is it for now.
Of course my mummy won't ground me... What can you ground me from?
I must know my mother's though.
Now that is a married cougar if I ever saw one. Look at that deep contentment in her eyes...no lust to sharpen her gaze. And she's very lean, you can tell she gives her mate all the nice fat bits of meat....
Now this cougar...she's ready to pounce and well nourished from years of enjoying the fat of the lamb..:smilielol5:
"Overlove" now that's a term that will probably fit within my own dictionary! But perhaps it's not overlove that is a problem. Some of ya'll know that I'm a Christian...so I guess my godly love for people has had a tendency a number of times to give certain young fellows the wrong impression. Call me a nice girl I guess.
But as to actual relationships and or love interests, I guess I am counting down near having them all. One serious relationship I was cheated on like, five times. Next serious relationship I was engaged for two years and called it off. The third never turned into an "official" relationship...but guys are dumb like that because it was a relationship nonetheless. That one was kind of romantic - waiting a year for a godly led Prince Charming who plays the guitar, running off to far away countries...then to be dropped on the head. Then, later, again I was a bit emotionally used by another young fellow. And currently...the new prospect is a dear friend in the military I've known since childhood. He's coming home on leave from Iraq...and there goes another blistering Nicholas Sparks novel.....
So. In real life...that's my love life in a nutshell. But we all have some of those stories right?
Yes...yes, we do...
Don't you all wish that love was easy?
Mums the word! On relationships for me... They are tedious and annoying. Everyone wants to be loved and needs to be loved, but foolishly we are all forgetting about the unconditional kind. This is where relationships get tested. That is my theory on love and why love fails. Because one or the other or both, cannot or will not love unconditionally.
I've heard it explained that to unconditionally love someone is a choice. Hmm...
Perhaps I should make a choice to have a litnet crush! :goof: