Well I have had two relationships on this site and am still pals with both men. I can honestly say I love them both. I am also serious about a long term relationship.
There is nothing wrong with your pic Seamus, if these women met you, they'd know you are a lovely man.
No, she wrote it after being at a party one night. But without sounding arrogant, I think it could have been written for me as well as for all of you...................
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
The 98-year-old Mother Superior from Ireland was dying, so the nuns > gathered around her bed, trying to make her last journey comfortable. > > They gave her some warm milk to drink, but she refused. > > Then one of the nuns took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering > a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, > she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk. > > Back at Mother Superior's bed, she held the glass to her lips. > > Mother drank a little, then a little more and before they knew it, > she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop. > > "Mother Superior, the nuns asked with earnest," please give us some > wisdom before you die." > > She raised herself up in bed and with a pious look on her face, > said," Don't sell that cow!" >
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RE: whats the craic
Well I have had two relationships on this site and am still pals with both men. I can honestly say I love them both. I am also serious about a long term relationship.There is nothing wrong with your pic Seamus, if these women met you, they'd know you are a lovely man.