and here you are debating with me that they're just ideals that don't happen in real life..
I've said it before, I'll never understand a woman's ability to hold contradictory sides in the same hand, and each one emphatically as if they belong together.
oh ya, incureably so, always thinking there's a way around the probs .. but it takes two and some people get soooo entrenched in their position during an arguement that changing position would affect theyre pride and that means they can't change it at the risk of lossing "face' or "feeling" in the wrong.
Relationships don't usually survive stubborn right/wrong stances.. JMO Am I right?
but... I think that stereotype changes when women change how they act. Afterall this is 'partially' how stereotypes get formed. The other part comes from morons who see everyone as the same as the one or two people they meet.
That's what boxing ourself in is all about. I think we chatted about this before. A person who wants to be thought of as demure say, will gravitate to posts and comments that have a demure tone, saying something internally(subconsciously) like , "hey thats me "and will respond in a way that reaffirms that image, effectively placing another block in their wall of demureness.
Open your mind to not so much fairy tales but more, possibilites of who you can be and the blocks tumble away. I see women mostly, holding on to their need to appear to have some decorum, either sensually or verbally, they won't step over that line because doing so removes the blocks that they defined themselves with. I'm not saying we need to go hog wild, just open up to more things that we can be as a person. So what if someone gets the impression you're not demure? You get to make up who your are every moment of your life, so make it fanciful, worth living and someone you can enjoy outside your box..
This moron who is buggin everyone has so many blocks in his wall that he'll never see the light of day .. and that too can happen to us, if we keep adding blocks that we think we need to define us with.
Two million cells in our body change daily, the landscape of the planet undergoes changes at a phenominal rate evry secioond and here some humans still hang on to their little box, unwilling to change anything... to even think diferently about who they are or more importantly can be... Love dont work in a rut and it surely knows no bounds.
age may just be your rut... so many bricks after so many years... hire a muscle guy with a jack hammer and get to work!!
Just chirping in here ... I've never really nailed down an age range though its required when you fill out a profile.
When you think about it and I just have I have never fallen in love because of age, have never during a relationship thought to myself, well her age is showing or anything.
Seriously when cupid hits, he could careless what ages you both are, something magically delicious happens, something that transcends conditions that we seem to think we want to stick to.
I'm often in consternation when filling out profiles, having to answer questions that seriously will have no bearing on love and the connection you feel with someone, for me..its just so limiting and I guess I dont see love as having limits, it can't... can it?
I have had relationships with different ages and never was their age or physical condtion as a result of age or experience been part of my thought processes or reasoning for entering or discontinueing a relationship. I even love stetch marks, how the body does this baffles me and that too is somewhat ageless, but that's another story.
Limits? we keep placing blocks in our walls, boxing us in, trying to reafirm our tastes and desires, and then ole cupid comes along and says "oh ya... guess what I have to show you." and if you pay attention, you actually grow out of your box and start tossing those bricks out of your lexicon because you know love doesn't have conditions.
RE: Whats with the age thing.......... ?
and here you are debating with me that they're just ideals that don't happen in real life..I've said it before, I'll never understand a woman's ability to hold contradictory sides in the same hand, and each one emphatically as if they belong together.