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The more time passes, the clearer my own reality gets. I have a fantastic ability to bullshit myself and others, and only after I'm removed from a situation can I see it for what it really is.
I got knocked up by a man that took it very seriously, which alone was a big deal to me. Full disclosure: I wasn't altogether sure it was his at first, either. He was a charming guy (in his own way...heh), and I kind of held him at arms length for a long time. But once we both knew it was his, things changed. We began to date seriously; he took care of me (in every meaningful way but financially), and I fell in love with him. We got married when our child was five months old; it was one of the happiest days of my life.
We separated in mid-December, just before Christmas, then slowly found our way again as the winter faded away. We did therapy. More importantly, I do therapy LOL. But seriously, both helped out enormously. And now, having gotten together due to an unplanned baby, gotten married, gotten separated, and now, rediscovered what we have, I realize that I'm incredibly blessed. We have our areas of tension. We bicker. Occasionally, we have to 'go cool off' for a while. But we love each other intensely.
I don't believe in a single soulmate either, for that matter, but if the question is: did I get the fairytale start-up romance? Not even close. But unlike the princess that gets rescued by her knight in shining armor, or swept away by her prince, we've worked hard to earn the relationship that we now share.
Men that are always doing any particular facial expression are going to be annoying regardless. And if these were the images used in the study, then I think they did a poor job of removing contextual bias. I mean, come on...they use a collection of accomplished athletes for the 'pride' category and we're supposed to react only to the facial expression?
Gimme the money. Living forever would be super-depressing. Everyone you ever met would die. Everyone. The same is true of all of us, but at least a good chunk won't croak until after we do.
Vanessa Williams and Karrueche Tran are the only ones I tend to hear.
This thread sucks ass. If you're wondering if it's your fault, then it is.
I did bondage once. Or I should say, I applied it to somebody else, along with the guy that the State of Texas insists on referring to as my "accomplice". I don't know if the other guy enjoys the bondage. He sure didn't at the time, that's for sure. But I did make out with a couple thou$$, so that was cool.
I nominate "the Dark Tower" for consideration.