All relationships are built on communication, but when you meet someone and you both speak two different languages what the hell are you supposed to do? It almost seems like it would never work, right?
Words ruin so many great moments. When you have a relationship that 80% of the time is based on body language then things just become so much easier. Of course you have to learn the basics to talk about important things like, “What time should I pick you up?” & “What time do you need to be back home?” But there’s no more stupid complaining about not being in a spontaneous relationship when you both don’t even know where the other is taking you half the time. Instead you just sit back and enjoy the ride. It’s that certain type of excitement you could never get from someone back home.
When you stop listening to words for meaning, you realize that people’s actions tell much more than they could possibly ever say. It’s easy to lie with your mouth, hard to lie with your body.
One of my biggest pet peeves is when a girl asks to look through my phone. I can understand if you’re looking to play games on it, but if you’re looking through my contacts, messages, recent calls, or calendar then that’s a huge red flag. How insecure can you be?
If you really think I’m that type of dude, why are you wasting both of our times?
I was just deleting the thousands of messages I have in my old yahoo account and I ran into a link to Gaiaonline. My brain is about to explode from all the nostalgia. I made an account back in ‘05. Looking back at my 14 year old self has me laughing hysterically. My game was so bad back then that it was actually good. At least good enough to get strangers to send me nudes. I guess in that sense it wasn’t that much different than tumblr.
You guys probably have no idea what I’m talking about but that website was the shit back then. Gosh I was such a weeaboo.
"For a second I imagine my ex fucking some other guy. It doesn’t bother me at all. I imagine her sucking some other guy’s cock, which gets the same reaction. The thought of her getting gangbanged by the Lakers doesn’t make me mad or queasy or sad or anything at all. I go back to just imagining one guy fucking her. I start to feel sorry for that guy."
The “Friend zone” is total bullshit. There’s no such thing. I wish some guys would just stop being such bitches. If you think you’re in the friend zone, then basically you like someone who doesn’t see you in the same way right? Then you either need to become a better person or move the fuck on. She doesn’t want you because you suck as a person either physically or mentally, probably both. There are plenty of girls out there with lower standards. No need to cry over anyone ever. You’re just wasting everyone’s time.
i dont understand why they’re doing it they’re obviously lying they just want pussy but I dont understand WHY they’re lying do they really think girls are gonna see it and be like “awh how sweet and romantic he’s my type heres my pussy”
I just love imagining the idea of me being your first boyfriend, and hopefully your first love. I love imagining the day we would meet each other, the look on your face when I can finally hold you in my arms. The smile on your face after our first kiss together and your first kiss. Just imagining being with you warms my heart and puts a wonderful smile on my face. I want to stay in my deep trance and just imagine us together, it feels so real. I want to stay dreaming of our times together untill the day we meet and it finally comes true.
Girls don’t like this btw
Look at the things you’re posting on the internet
look at them
“I just love imagining the idea of me being your first boyfriend, and hopefully your first love.”
You’ll be hard-pressed to find girl today over 16 who’s still a virgin dude. That’s just the way it goes. Later on in life you won’t care about stuff like this anymore. All you will care about is how good the pussy is, and after you’re out of that stage, you will care more about her ability to hold a conversation, and stimulate you intellectually. Until then, everything you’re asking for I’m sure can be provided to you by a cat or even a hamster.
The hedgehog’s dilemma, or sometimes the porcupine dilemma, is an analogy about the challenges of human intimacy. It describes a situation in which a group of hedgehogs all seek to become close to one another in order to share their heat during cold weather. However, once accomplished, they cannot avoid hurting one another with their sharp quills. They must step away from one another. Though they all share the intention of a close reciprocal relationship, this may not occur for reasons which they cannot avoid.
The hedgehog’s dilemma suggests that despite goodwill, human intimacy cannot occur without substantial mutual harm, and what results is cautious behavior and weak relationships.
Post repetition is just one of the problems we’ve been dealing with for a while now in the Tumblr community. Now, several of us concerned tumblr members have tried reblogging a post pleading with people to use the search feature at the top of their screen to make sure all posts created are original. However, it seems most people have ignored us.