Oh Gosh this is a dating site. I find alot of people on here awesome. I talk to alot of people. I mean you can hardly be an exclusive online couple?
I mean if you find yourself getting all butterfly bellied with one of the folks you're talking to and you have ever intention of meeting them and giving it a go, it's fair to tell the others that you're thinking of meeting up with a certain person.
It may sting but at least you can't be accused of leading anyone on.
Hey folks. I checked accom based on 2 people sharing in Jurys Anderson Quay for that night, it's 99euro. I tried to do one person rates but it keeps on saying page can't be loaded! But I reckon very reasonable.
It's 5 mins from the Old Oak too with a car park round back. 5 mins from Train Station also.
I don't think I do. I am fascinated by it, however. I have to believe that I only get one shot of being happy or else I will continue to poison myself with Heineken, write a chapter of a book without going any further and perve boys online for the rest of my adult life. If I believed that the minute my heart stops beating that my spiritual matter will rise from my body and I'll soar to some heavenly platform, then everything I do wrong and continue to do wrong wouldn't have the weight that it deserves. I believe in the error and brilliance of man on this earthly plain. I think we place too much faith in going on to something bigger and better. A Nirvana of immeasurable bliss. I believe in karma.
I have my own version, that I mix and match to suit myself.
I reckon, we are here for a good time, if we make it so. Not for a long time.
Oh Lordy..... Personally not for me. I am a one girl. But I have no problem with a couple, both of equal open mindedness doing as they wish with a mutual understanding.
Me fears you have over thought this!! I have often stayed out all night on a first date without bumping pelvises however. Pubs, clubs, then back to a house party for more dousing of ones liver.
I'm tired of my head being so full of thoughts, my heart being so full of affection and ending up getting drunk at home on Saturday nights, bestowing any good I have upon my kitten. Ozzy started to get fed up, I think he's broken up with me as earlier when I asked if he wanted to go to bed with me, he willingly went into our enclosure for our critters.
So ya, cat prison is better to Ozzy than spending a night being petted by me.
I just got too my love to give!
I am lonely, I can't say I'm not. It's not that I don't have a great time in my own head because I really do entertain myself.
It's just that I want someone to be in my head (and my pants) and for someone to be in mine.
Lake Ontario, camping?! And you guys will have good weather. Last time I went camping, I nearly fell into the fire and I burnt my fake uggs. And it rained!
Who's coming out to play?
Show off!