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What I miss....

Kissing
Holding another next to me
Sex
That feeling in your stomach
The pain of love

It seems all the women attracted to me I am not attracted too.
Compromise isn't really an option with chemistry. It exists or not.

Can you have all of the above in its truest form without it?
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Modern tightropes

Frustration seeks to escape like a gas under pressure.

One thing you learn that cannot be demanded from other people, is answers. That doesn't stop you asking the questions though. Why after establishing a rappor with someone are you suddenly ignored. When seemingly so close to a beginning is an end put in place. We do it to others and it will be...
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I like being arrogant. Its less tiring and more comforting than being compliant and insecure.
jamberee_:
agreed. sometimes when you are feeling insecure you gotta just fake it til u make it.
dom2001:
thankyou for your agreement smile
arrogance, like morals, is often selective. We know what we can fake and what we can't ? maybe?
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'Its a random painted highway and a muzzle of bees'

Wilco - I'm coming to get ya...
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When time surrenders its quest at your feet, and the sun shelters in your own wisdom.


A moment of clarity. Maybe I need to be a bit more lost to have one
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I went to see 'Inceptiion' yesterday and its a well made film although perhaps a missed opportunity to explore the motivations of the human pysche.

However, it did make me have a dream within a dream this morning. I'm now fully prepared mentally should I find someone dead floating in my bath......
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automatic_lover:
I didnt sleep so i am just up i guess
dom2001:
well thanks for finding me, been nice chatting with you. I look forward to more smile I'm having to nvigate away now. catch you later
dom x
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Average can be a very precise way to describe something
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To my generous and gracious benefactor - I thank you sincerely for allowing me to enter the world of SG again.

:-)
dom2001:
Be nice to know who you are?
nahp:
Thank you very much for your friendship!!! I really appreciate it
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The gate through which we ran
Past nettles and unkept grass
Clatters against cracked paving stone, tumbling on,
our land to roam

The tree in which we sat
Our neighbours kind, the summer early
The shouts in which we cast
Our love for each maiden journey

The fields in which we claimed
The light to be our own
Conquered worlds, wooden swords
A stones throw...
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