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Do you look around and pick an attractive stranger and ask would this individual make a good spouse? Are they someone I can depend on when the going get's tough, when the world starts to tilt on it's axis; when things fall apart, and everything I ever owned is shattered in tiny unrecognizable pieces? What about the *** Can this person keep up with my desires, or will the judge me by my turn ons? Do you take a survey that outlines this perfect lover; and do their beliefs and ideas align with yours? Such a beautiful and tidy future so easily predicted. When you're young it's easy to make a few mistakes here and there; it's only when you get older that you start to cherry pick. Don't want to waste anymore time; Don't want to feel like such a fool. No one taught you to believe in forever, but somehow that idea burrowed it's way into your heart and set the whole thing ablaze; Now it's a cinder of what it used to be when you were a child. Twenty or so tabs of online dating websites and surveys are open; Potential partners profiles preferred; and plan B's starred and bookmarked, cause you never know. That special someone is out there. It's attempt, after attempt, until you get it right.
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
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Do you look around and pick an attractive stranger and ask would this individual make a good spouse? Are they someone I can depend on when the going get's tough, when the world starts to tilt on it's axis; when things fall apart, and everything I ever owned is shattered in tiny unrecognizable pieces? What about the *** Can this person keep up with my desires, or will the judge me by my turn ons? Do you take a survey that outlines this perfect lover; and do their beliefs and ideas align with yours? Such a beautiful and tidy future so easily predicted. When you're young it's easy to make a few mistakes here and there; it's only when you get older that you start to cherry pick. Don't want to waste anymore time; Don't want to feel like such a fool. No one taught you to believe in forever, but somehow that idea burrowed it's way into your heart and set the whole thing ablaze; Now it's a cinder of what it used to be when you were a child. Twenty or so tabs of online dating websites and surveys are open; Potential partners profiles preferred; and plan B's starred and bookmarked, cause you never know. That special someone is out there. It's attempt, after attempt, until you get it right.
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
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