I get along with my father just fine. But there is a general disinterest in knowing what the either one is up to. I have a handful of siblings, but we rarely speak. The occasional text or something, certainly never on the phone.
I get along with my father just fine. But there is a general disinterest in knowing what the either one is up to. I have a handful of siblings, but we rarely speak. The occasional text or something, certainly never on the phone.
Yeah, I don’t get it.
It always amazes me that grown people talk to their parents every day.
Supergirl: Ugly Betty as The Greatest American Hero.
No, not judging them. Not at all. And I really should not have said they were all lying. Some obviously were, but others? Hard to tell. And those who did lie— I understood why.
Exactly. That was pretty much the case for me. Not the healthiest behavior.
I was in my early thirties. I was depressed, and everything felt stale - relationships, my job. Every-single-thing. I had had a few long term relationships all throughout my twenties, so I didn’t get around much, but when things got dark, I went crazy. Picking up women became a way to prop myself up. It was a game -…
I can see that, but I’m far from a stud. The truth is, I was in a bad place for a few years and I went on a tear. It wasn’t a great time. Like a lot of people, I tried to make things better through sex. I probably was trying to prove something to myself, sure, but I didn’t, in the end.
Go ahead. Read whatever you like into it. You seem to WANT to HAVE a PROBLEM with IT.
I’ve only been with one girl who admitted to something that seemed like a true number. I think it was in the fifties. I told her my number.
I think it's hovering around 80. But that, similar to what you said, depends on how you define sex.
Please provide examples of her greatness.
I want a better educated workforce. I want everybody to be able to get a higher education regardless of their income.
Well, Slip, if we were ever to get together, I would be totally honest with you.
Goodness. Is this real person?
Because I genuinily want to know the answer. Again, if I knew everyone else was as cool with the truth as me, then I’d freely admit.
haha— whoops!
Well, let’s just disagree on this point. If I knew every partner/potential partner is as blasé about a number as I am, I would share. But people’s emotions are unpredictable, largely, so I avoid admission.
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