Cynical optimist. Penguin enthusiast. Sleep connoisseur. Food evangelist. Lipstick extremist. Titty fanatic. Easily distracted. Not easily impressed. Certified potty mouth. Unapologetically vulgar. Classy as fuck.I'm here to read and have fun. You're more than welcome to be a part of that if you'd like. But please be aware that I'm unavailable for anything more than friendly chat. Camp out in my friend zone at your own risk...just make sure you're good at rationing your resources. Seriously...if you wanna be my friend just be my friend. But that 'friend with ulterior motives' bullshit is for the birds. If you say what you mean and mean what you say, then you're fine in my book (with exceptions, of course).*Disclaimer: Whatever my current avatar may be is NOT me. It's NEVER me. Most likely it's some gorgeous girl with amazing hair, or Beyoncé in a pair of chaps and a sexy white bodysuit wrangling a conspicuous looking penguin. It may even be a pair of flashy panties. Whatever the case may be, the avatar most definitely is not me.*
The next Disney movie should be based on her.
I'm beyond proud of her, and she knows why!
It can be depending on it's use. Like a lot of other terms, it can be very insulting to different people. I have been called a bird and felt it very demeaning. That was my original interpretation of it, because where you and I are, a woman is only called a bird as an insult. So I guess it depends on who's saying it. Lots of these things get lost in translation, which is why I try to stick to actual names and pronouns on here. That's a lesson I learned the hard way.
Years ago when I started travelling internationally, one of my first trips was to London - and my UK based colleague offered some advice before we went. I was going with a group of coworkers - some women and men. He told us don't get alarmed if any of the guys get called "blokes" or the women get called "birds" - it's just British slang for guys and women - and nothing rude is meant by it. We all thought it sounded funny - and sure as heck, we heard it when we were there lol.. One of the best parts about travelling all over is learning about different things - so for what it's worth, the bird reference was not distasteful.As for the original posting, I've found my best chat friends by accident - not really looking - just roaming around the forum threads and you'll find lots of interesting, fun, nice people. Have fun :) Yes, this has been explained to me several times over by several different people. In regards to the whole 'this bird' thing, I was mistaken. In America we say 'chick' in the UK they say 'bird'. I totally missed that connection.
Can there be an option to choose an avatar directly from our image galleries in addition to uploading a picture every time we change it?Maybe we can just hover an image and select 'Choose as avatar'. It would be really convenient, especially for those like myself that recycle avatars.
Saw the trailer. Movie looks crappy. I'm sure it'll do fine in theaters.That slowed-down, acoustic version of Crazy in Love playing in the trailer turns me on. That's all I got.
why would it be an almighty opinion for believing people deserve better than an option to be terminated for being sick. The key word here is option . You present assisted suicide as though the patients themselves aren't requesting it, and that the doctors are making the decision for them. That simply isn't the case. It's an option that one can choose for themselves. I understand that you have strong feelings about it. But that's what works for you . Every individual can choose for themselves when the time comes if they want a painful drawn out death that will impact everyone around them or if they want to go quickly. I'm not trying to glorify assisted suicide, but I'm not vilifying it either. Just leave it up to the individual. It's really that simple.
And I'm only, like, twenty of those! Yes. Clum2, Clum3, etc.I expect more creativity from you.
Congratulations! This is so exciting.249,993, eh? Should I delete and recreate my account 7 more times to take us all the way? That's how it works, right?
I feel them in my chest, Clawing their way through my throat Until they finally reach the tip of my tongue And that's where they stay. Don't ask me what they are Let me show you. Take the kisses from my lips And wrap them around you Let them sip from your cup Until it runs dry. The pounding in your ears Is the song of my soul. You won't hear it in whispered words, But in every gasp...
Added 19 Sep 2013 | Category Love Poems
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