Post by RMO on Mar 16, 2010 20:38:14 GMT -5
Alright, before you smash we with all your anti-oneitis just give me a second to explain.
MY philosophy on what people call love is a bit out there.
First off: Fuck marriage
I mean it, our generation has super high life expectancy, and if you can look young, you could be a fucking PUA master for DECADES! I mean from just a physical stand point, there is no reason to tie yourself to one girl especially with a 50% divorce rate.
I could date for years, but that's not what I think the point of our lives are.
I am what you would normally call an agnostic, I fucking hate organized religion, but I have no issue with God. And if you look deep enough within science you'll find shit like the black body curve which allow the theoretical existence of such a being.
I only say this becuase I don't want some religious blowback on my general point.
My thoughts are, who gives a fuck? I mean as a human, the only real goal, is to gain new experiences. Be it children, or travel, our experiences define us, in how we see them, how we deal with them. And love is there, the chemicals for it are in our brains, and it is a great experience. But the trick is not to just grab one and say
'this ones mine'
no caveman style is not the name of the game
And now onto the issue at hand. I know many girls, I fucking kino out of the wazoo, and I date every now and then. I live happily, and I have want of very little that I cannot provide myself, except sex becuase mr.handy is not the most fulfilling of partners.
I think I have found the equivalent of SUPER ONEITIS however, this girl, that I have been friends with for years, sure I treated her like I treat most of the girls I know, but until recently, she was in my friend zone, she was a FHB. Then one day, we are all that movies and my friend and I are waiting for some people and then I spot here, I was about to nudge my friend and tell him they were there but then my eyes fell on her for a few seconds longer and then BAM, my chest collapsed. It was have my whole inner body was nothing and i just fell in on myself.
I just stood there and collected myself out of my own chest cavity, the thought had never occurred to me, she was the person I could imagine loving. Not fuck buddies, but not my be all end all. A sort of in between.
I know that there are plenty of fish in the sea, I know that I could get who ever the fuck I wanted, but there is just something about her, Shes decent looking, a 7.8 to 8.7 depending on what you want in a girl, but in reality I don't give a fuck, and she is one of the few people who are the same. To most that is a scary individual, however it is one of the few kinds of people I can respect.
Anyway, I know she is not the one, I don't believe in the one, I believe in the many, your life is a series of compromises and women are just another thing that you will always find. MY only issue is, I would never forgive myself if I didn't take it, If I didn't just say
FUCK IT, I want that, its MINE!
its not the ownership, its the act, its the willingness to do what I want when I want without the fear.
But as most good things are, there is a catch. She's dating, and its not the dating, but the boyfriend. One of my most close personal buddies. I mean, she does not give most guys the time of day, and my hombre, is a great guy, but he is a pussy. She saw his failure and so there is no respect. At any moment I could sweep in and nab it. But then theirs my conscience, I would smash my best friend, and take a shit where I eat. And of course my instinct, my complete culmination of my father's, lovedrop, advice and my knowledge, theoretical and field, is telling me one thing
This is not going to end well
Even when my own instinct tells me that I'm up shit creek without a motor, I still remain steadfast, so I want someone to try to wake me out of my stupor, I dont care how, drop a hot actress on my dick, give my friend some balls, but fuck, this is like the temptation platter, and I really want to take a bit, in every meaning of the word.
MY philosophy on what people call love is a bit out there.
First off: Fuck marriage
I mean it, our generation has super high life expectancy, and if you can look young, you could be a fucking PUA master for DECADES! I mean from just a physical stand point, there is no reason to tie yourself to one girl especially with a 50% divorce rate.
I could date for years, but that's not what I think the point of our lives are.
I am what you would normally call an agnostic, I fucking hate organized religion, but I have no issue with God. And if you look deep enough within science you'll find shit like the black body curve which allow the theoretical existence of such a being.
I only say this becuase I don't want some religious blowback on my general point.
My thoughts are, who gives a fuck? I mean as a human, the only real goal, is to gain new experiences. Be it children, or travel, our experiences define us, in how we see them, how we deal with them. And love is there, the chemicals for it are in our brains, and it is a great experience. But the trick is not to just grab one and say
'this ones mine'
no caveman style is not the name of the game
And now onto the issue at hand. I know many girls, I fucking kino out of the wazoo, and I date every now and then. I live happily, and I have want of very little that I cannot provide myself, except sex becuase mr.handy is not the most fulfilling of partners.
I think I have found the equivalent of SUPER ONEITIS however, this girl, that I have been friends with for years, sure I treated her like I treat most of the girls I know, but until recently, she was in my friend zone, she was a FHB. Then one day, we are all that movies and my friend and I are waiting for some people and then I spot here, I was about to nudge my friend and tell him they were there but then my eyes fell on her for a few seconds longer and then BAM, my chest collapsed. It was have my whole inner body was nothing and i just fell in on myself.
I just stood there and collected myself out of my own chest cavity, the thought had never occurred to me, she was the person I could imagine loving. Not fuck buddies, but not my be all end all. A sort of in between.
I know that there are plenty of fish in the sea, I know that I could get who ever the fuck I wanted, but there is just something about her, Shes decent looking, a 7.8 to 8.7 depending on what you want in a girl, but in reality I don't give a fuck, and she is one of the few people who are the same. To most that is a scary individual, however it is one of the few kinds of people I can respect.
Anyway, I know she is not the one, I don't believe in the one, I believe in the many, your life is a series of compromises and women are just another thing that you will always find. MY only issue is, I would never forgive myself if I didn't take it, If I didn't just say
FUCK IT, I want that, its MINE!
its not the ownership, its the act, its the willingness to do what I want when I want without the fear.
But as most good things are, there is a catch. She's dating, and its not the dating, but the boyfriend. One of my most close personal buddies. I mean, she does not give most guys the time of day, and my hombre, is a great guy, but he is a pussy. She saw his failure and so there is no respect. At any moment I could sweep in and nab it. But then theirs my conscience, I would smash my best friend, and take a shit where I eat. And of course my instinct, my complete culmination of my father's, lovedrop, advice and my knowledge, theoretical and field, is telling me one thing
This is not going to end well
Even when my own instinct tells me that I'm up shit creek without a motor, I still remain steadfast, so I want someone to try to wake me out of my stupor, I dont care how, drop a hot actress on my dick, give my friend some balls, but fuck, this is like the temptation platter, and I really want to take a bit, in every meaning of the word.
