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My friend have a woman from this site who come from England .
She visited him in ja often,she gave him money .and that's what he need.

Just tell me why you people on dating app buying Jamaican love .


They only need you women for your money


Tell me.if no body don't want you in your area.

You women are crazy::rolleyes:

Especially the fat women,they buy Jamaican men love ..

Considering the number of members that choose not to post a photo on their profile page, I am wondering whether the inclusion of photos plays a role in the number of contacts (flowers/mail) received from potential suitors.

Likewise, does the type/quantity of photos enhance or deter a persons appeal?

I ask this question because today as I was browsing profiles, I came across a profile that included a photo of a woman lying face down on a sunbed.

Now, nothing unusual in that you may think, however, in the photo that showed the womens upper legs and bum, she was completely naked with legs slightly apart, thus leaving nothing to the imagination.

Of course, to a guy like me that made her extremely attractive!

In choosing people to contact, how important are photos to you?

How carefully do you read a profile before writing or answering?

Just wondered, I think you just look at the photo, recall the age and maybe the town,
Tell me what else do you look at?

I saw a marriage in my dream. It was my ex’s. I used to tell him when I dreamed about him, but now that we are not together anymore I just kept it for my self.

Then last night he texted me. It’s been more than a month since the last time we talked. He wanted to keep being in touch with me but I told him to give me some space for a while. I could understand that he wanted to keep me in his life, as a friend, but in order to do that, I asked him to give me some time before I could finally be friend with him again.

He asked me how I am doing, as he knew how devastated I was when he decided to end our relationship. I said I was ok. Then I asked how he is doing; he said he would be in a month holiday. I asked him whether he would take her girl on holiday, he did not answer. That’s when I told him about my dream.

He was surprised but not too surprised I guess. He knew I dream about him often, even after we broke up. I remember one week I dreamed about him 3 times in a row. Same but different dream. First night, it was him sitting by the lake alone, I saw him and called him, he did not seem to hear. Then he stood up and jumped into the lake. Then the next day, the same dream, only this time he seemed to hear someone was calling him, he stood up, looked around but did not seem to see me. And he jumped into the lake. The next day a different dream. I saw him running fast into a forest, I run after him asking what was wrong, where he was going. He just said, “I don’t know, leave me alone.”

That day I saw he posted a status in facebook “… finally the volcano inside erupt…”

I could not resist but to ask him what was going on, because I believe you dream about someone when you (consciously or unconsciously) thinking about him, or he is thinking or reaching out for you. I was not thinking about him, I guess, as I was trying hard to forget him, so I guess he was reaching out for me. Then he told me about all his problems at work. So I told him about my dreams. Only then we realized that even though we (thought) we have untied the knots, the connection between us just getting stronger. Then we made a deal that we will be good friends no matter what, that he could always reach me out when he needs me, vice versa.

So he asked me about the marriage I was in my dream. I told him I could not see who’s the bride; all I could see was his happy face. That it was a wedding by the beach after sunset, dark sky with aburst of orange. I asked him to invite me if the wedding ever happen. I remember he once said, he would never get married, that the word “marriage” did not even exist in his dictionary. But things happen, people change, so he might consider it. He said really, you would come? I said of course. I love you but that does not mean I could not see you happy being with someone else. What we had was wonderful, the love was real. I don’t want that love to die, I want it to evolve. If I used to love you as my partner, I want to love you as my friend now. It took him a while to answer me saying “I love you too.”

I am curious about the woman in that marriage, I wish to dream it again and see her.

I remember, before I asked him whether he met someone else, I had a dream about him and a woman. That woman had longer hair than mine, but I could not see her face. For that reason, I longer my hair, even though I prefer short hair and all my friends say longer hair only make me look older. But I kept it longer as I wanted that woman to be me. I was going to move and live with him, so that woman with him could me be. Until I had the same dream and that woman stood up, she was skinny and tall. Definitely not me. That’s when I asked him whether he met someone else, to which he answered yes.

So I wish to dream about that marriage again. I wish to see the bride.

We all know that relationships are different & unique. I do agree that every relationship has its own dynamics & challenges. But I've realised that the conduct your relationship is based, consciously or not, on learnt behaviour from the way someone else conducted their relationship.
Be it a loving relationship between an old couple, a relative or even ones parents. The way we handle ourselves in our relationships later in life is a direct re-enactment of a behaviour we learnt. We tend to treat our partners the way we were taught.

The story is told of Mulla Nasruddin, who got married and spent a pleasant honeymoon with his bride. But one day he came to the office with a rather glum expression on his face. When his fellow clerks asked him what was bothering him he said, ”Gee, I pulled a terrible boner this morning. Getting out of bed I, like an absent-minded jackass, laid down a ten rupee note on the table.”
The other man consoled him. His wife wouldn’t think anything of it, they assured him.
”That isn’t what bothers me.” he answered. ”She gave me three rupees change!”
It may be your own mind. When a beautiful woman passes by, does something happen to you or not? Only in two cases will nothing happen: either you are dead or enlightened – which mean the same! Otherwise something is bound to happen. And then the suspicion: the same must be happening to your woman too, because she is as unenlightened as you are and as alive as you are. Maybe the doubt is there because you are not loving her as much as she would like you to love her.
And it happens to couples – how can you go on having the same peak of love that was there in the beginning, the honeymoon peak? One has to come down. Sooner or later one has to come down from the hills to the ordinary, mundane life.
Sooner or later one has to forget ali poetry, fantasy, romance. And then a fear arises: maybe I am not taking as much care as I should? Maybe this will become an opportunity for her to move with somebody else? Look into yourself….
A husband comes home and finds his wife in bed with a man. He is furious and wants to leave at once. The wife pleads, ”Give me a moment to explain. This man came to my door an hour ago and asked for something to eat. I gave him a sandwich.
I noticed that his shoes were worn out, so I looked in your closet and found a pair that you haven’t had on your feet for five years, and I gave him the shoes to put on. Then I saw that his jacket was very tom, so I went back to your closet and found a jacket that you haven’t worn for eight years. When he took his old jacket off to put yours on, I saw that his shirt was falling to pieces, so I opened your bureau drawer and gave him a shirt that you haven’t worn for the past twelve years.
Then as this man was going out of the door he turned to me and asked, ”Is there anything else around here that your husband doesn’t use?”
Avinash, it is not a question of your wife, it is a question of your own mind. Just look deep down… have you been with her? For how long have you not been with her? – I don’t mean physically, I mean spiritually. For how long have you not seen her face? – just remember; for how long have you not looked into her eyes? Figure it out, and you will be surprised that for years you have taken her for granted, and that may be the cause of your doubt.
Remember, problems are always part of your mind. Go deep into them. In the first place, don’t ask that she should be faithful to you; that is violent. Nobody has the right to ask anybody to be faithful towards him. Help her to be faithful towards herself.
And secondly, look inside your own being. Are you still in love with her? If you are, then the doubt is not possible. The doubt simply reflects that your love has disappeared. Life has become a drag; you have started taking her for granted.
Love is no more there. Now it is only a hangover, hence the doubt. Bring the love back, bring the poetry back, bring the romance back. And those who are intelligent, they can bring it back every day. Every morning they can look at the wife, at the husband, with fresh eyes.
Go on dying to the past experiences, so that you can remain available to the present, fresh, young, utterly intelligent, and then life has a totally different flavor. Then these stupid things don’t arise in the mind at all."

why people easily blame single as scape goat
in a triangle relationship
?

Why do some people see an admiring glance as a lecherous stare, a smile as a grin, confidence as ego, flirting as harassment and choice as a prejudice?

Catching up on CS after a couple of days is like a soap opera - what have I missed? Marriages births deaths boasts cries for exciting advice?

You're probably all having a siesta and I should too but will have WiFi again this evening so PLEASE someone give me the cream of the crop for then?

Miss you. A little. who would have thunk.

Hot here. Very.

This is not about cricket, but you will need to understand one or two cricket terms here. For the benefit of those not into cricket: a maiden over is when you can bowl 6 balls in succession without conceding a single run.

When I still played cricket I was a specialist batsman coming in at #3. Nothing spectacular; just a sturdy club player that you would rather have in your own team than with the opponents.

However, I was a ghastly bowler, mainly because I refused to bowl in the nets, but I was often used to break partnerships. I would spray them all over the show. I was treated with utter disrespect and hit all over the park; if they could only get to the ball. But they paid for it in wickets.

Once I got a hat trick (3 wickets off 3 consecutive balls) off the first three balls and still went for 20 runs, including two wides.

And I have never bowled a maiden over.

But now that I no longer play cricket I’m going to bowl a maiden over; and I have decided which maiden it will be too.

So girl, if you are out there; take strike and keep your stumps covered. I’m coming for you. It’s is not going to help to stand there blocking every ball. I’m going to bowl my maiden over and with the last ball of the over I’m going to send your bails flying.

A maiden wicket is so much sweeter than just bowling a maiden over.

The moral of the story? You don’t have to be a good bowler to bowl a maiden over – you must just pitch your balls at the right place.