Cynical optimist. Uppity bitch. Rump shaker. Money maker. Enigma extraordinaire. Penguin enthusiast. Sleep connoisseur. Food evangelist. Lipstick extremist. Titty fanatic. Motorboat champion. 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.*
Not really.Sex with exes or past partners only comes up if we're talking about things I've tried before...and even then the conversations are more focused on the act we're discussing and not the person with which the act/experience occurred.
Denying children the opportunity to learn cursive writing is like saying that children shouldn't have to learn basic math skills because we have so many available calculators. It should be about the challenging development of the mind. Not really.There's an available/effective alternative to writing in cursive...which is simply not writing in cursive.There's no available/effective alternative to learning basic math without the use of a calculator.I'm not saying I wanna see cursive die. I think everyone should at the very least be able to properly sign their name. I just don't see it as a huge loss if it does die.I mean it's pretty. But besides aesthetic value, what purpose does it truly serve? And will education as a whole suffer if kids don't learn to write in cursive?
Even if cursive is dying, I mean...so?In terms of education (especially in the US), I don't see it as that huge of a priority.The only thing we actually currently need it for is signing our name. I write exclusively in print, the only exception being to sign my name. I know how to write in cursive, but not doing so has never been a hindrance.I do remember being forced to learn cursive. I had a teacher who was very anal about it, and I think that may be the reason why I have such a strong aversion to it now. If cursive develops other skills, I'm sure there are other available/relevant alternatives that can develop those same skills.
Blowing off? oh no, that's not good at all. Rather embarrassing really.
All the time, lol.--- --- ---GF: "Liz?"Me: "Yeah?"GF: "Your legs feel like hedgehogs."Me: "When did you last feel up a hedgehog?"GF: *chuckles*--- --- ---GF: "Have we got any raspberry cheesecake left?"Me: "I think so, yeah."GF: "Sweet. You're gonna have to let go so I can get up."Me: "Can't help you."GF: *huffs*--- --- ---Me: "What do you call a herd of cows masturbating?"GF: "What?"Me: "Beef strokin' off."GF: *sighs*--- --- ---Me: "What do you want for Christmas?"GF: "It's July!" Haha. This.Sometimes it's straight to sleep. But other times it's something completely nonsensical...or fake deep.
My breasts have never had an orgasm. Oh my God.
Does it matter if you hit the over "ride key" and over ride it. Because I did, also the "go any way" I read this wrong on so many levels.
Really sweet, and she always has great avatars.
I also agree, but when I talk to some women, I realized it is not easy for them to end the relationship (marriage) especially if they have kids. Well that I can't speak to, being that I'm neither married nor do I have kids.I do hope that if I were to ever find myself in that situation as a married woman with kids, I'd have the guts to either end it or work things out as opposed to cheating.
WOW!! a load of posts have been removed here..Ive told admin They already know. As well as who removed them (me).
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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