The truth behind the telephone
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Nov 1, 2011 10:00 pm
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There are times when being honest is a real buzz kill. He asked me to give him my phone number and I said no, and he took that as an insult. I will not name names or give any more information but it bothers me that he was not willing to give the emails and chatrooms a little more time before heading to that next level. I tried to explain to him that I am a writer, I find more room in the written word than the spoken word but that did not seem to satisfy him and so ended our friendship. Oh well on to the next story and the next email chapter, hopefully it will turn out better.
She had spoken thoughts blinded by faith
Taken to be something of old
Yet in the thoughts of borrowed hour
There was something said of honour
The crime of justification
There might be tomorrow or yesterday
Yet never was there thought to truth
They wanted only the words sought
For their own blinded moments
The never thought to her own life
They refused to acknowledge her words
They want only the thrust of their own
To disagree is to vanish in the heat
For she is nothing is not within their goals
She must be their thoughts or nothing at all
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Actions speak louder
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Feb 19, 2012 7:17 pm
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the woman was lost, She tried to believe in all the sounds of romantic poetry, the strains of music drifting over the glades. yet how can we be asked to believe in all that romantic flutes when the players are so into lies.
One drunken man asked me why his wife left and I wanted to laugh... come on to the dark words of betrayal and you will have the answer... you told her that you loved her while seeking heat in another embrace.... he told me that he had said the words, he told her that he loved her but women are not so easily fooled by words of endless love.... it is the actions that speak to us. he may have said the words, brought flowers and written the sonnets but the moment he had sex with someone else the words meant nothing, the flowers died and the sonnets were empty. So when he asked me why won't she take me back I had to laugh... for yes my dear male friend actions do speak louder than all that romantic flowery language.
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I am not called HONEY
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Feb 19, 2012 6:57 pm
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I was wondering if all men are turned off when a woman says that she is not into cute little names... my name is Betty not honey, sweetheart or something else sickening.... I am sorry if I am not a romantic drivling idiot who faints when a man gives me flowers which die in a week, or candy that packs on the weight or rocks that bother me to wear... I am not into the diamonds, pearls or rubies. I simply want someone to talk to me as if I am a human being with something in my head besides sawdust and candygrams. Why can't we discuss the news of the world or history?
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Flames over the sound of hello
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Dec 9, 2011 10:41 pm
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Well I tried again to say hello and once more got shot down in a burst of flames. I asked "What do you do, where are you from?" and he acted as if I was stalling out on reentry. I wanted a slow steady trot and he wanted to explode like a rocket to "Let us discuss our future together." We had one conversation and he was planning the wedding which I am sorry to say gentlemen is a real turn off. He said that I was insensitive and that I was not open to his heart... I do not want to open a heart when we have barely said hello for the first time.
During the first conversation I want to know your views on history, news and current events... and from there a tiny little spark can grow. That will give us both a chance to know if there is some gem of truth in our being more than friends. But If you try to ignite the rockets on the first try you will burn out in an explosion of flames because for me the hot rockets burn to quickly on the first take off... slow it down and let it go for a slow burn
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Adjustments
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Nov 12, 2011 8:50 am
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I am sorry but this is a post of frustration at the male gender. I can not believe that men expect women to swoon when they drip romantic drivel all over themselves. Are we suppose to fall at their feet when they bring roses and play sweet sappy music begging us to dance? I do not want dinner in the moonlight, I am too old and too lazy for candlelight and wine at dusk. I do not want to hear that you love me and that you are planning out future together espeically after one date. I am too cynical to beleive in love at first sight. I want a companion who respects me as an equal, who will talk to me about history, the economy and old movies (and not romantic comedies because they suck). I am not a romantic and I refuse to play the part.... so no more roses, wine and whining of endless love.... be a human being and talk to me about World War II, politics and the fall of western civilization.
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Dont worry
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Nov 8, 2011 7:11 pm
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Is there anything more annoying than someone who is permanently happy... "DON't WORRY BE HAPPY" I am so sorry but that is the most annoying song ever. It grates on my nerves that anyone could be that happy all the time. I am not a depressed soul but I am not giddy either. So pleasde do not tell me not to worry or to be happy.....
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