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June 20th, 2012

34.16 @ 01:31 am




... I didn't take Facebook at all seriously for the first two years I was on it... I'm still pretty loose with it and think of it as this era's "AOL" (this too shall pass)... so I've got 1700 "friends"... many of whom I do not know at all. I occasionally look through the newsfeed.l. but not often.
however... a few weeks ago I saw some guy post about how he met some guy "with zero help from the Internet" and fell in love a year ago and with the greatest man EVER!
which I thought was a sweet way of celebrating the anniversary... I'm so reticent to believe in romantic "love" but it made me feel I should be less cynical of it...
I don't really know the fellow...
but I saw a post from him today (he posts a lot) saying how he's just gone through a terrible break-up and is so grateful for his mom and friends for helping him through it.
OH... greatest man ever broke up with you on your anniversary?

yeah, that's what I thought. oh well.

the universe will support you on whatever idea you hold as true, I know..
it takes a while to weed out these echos and reflections...

it's worth it to believe in love
I'm sure

to sculpt a vision
hold it precious

yes
we'll try that
as the route of keeping love at assistance isn't too pleasing

believe
believe
believe

.iP

 
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From:ednixon
Date:June 20th, 2012 05:35 am (UTC)
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So you weren't in on the FB IPO disaster, I guess.
Hawt pic, btw. best one since your un-blonding phase.
Universally yours,
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From:Tom Dwyer
Date:June 20th, 2012 05:45 am (UTC)
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I've found....and i've been guilty of it too....that as soon as you announce you've met the greatest man in the world, he dumps you........so now, i know....if i do....i'll just keep my mouth shut and not post anything.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:June 22nd, 2012 09:29 am (UTC)
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I met my mate 22 years ago, I was in a bar with a group of about 20 people discussing paganism, Eastern philosophy, meditation and the like, we all met every Sunday on the outside patio at this gay bar and drank cocktails and discussed, as happens with cocktails, I had to urinate - in the loo was a man visiting from out of town who only came to the bar to give his host some time alone - he was walking out as I was walking in, I stepped right to pass him, he stepped left to pass me and after zig zagging I said "If we are going to dance, perhaps we should introduce our selves." He followed me back to the discussion and about 11 p.m. as we were all preparing to leave, he asked, "Will you follow me home?" We had wild sex all night, I went to work with no sleep and we have been together since then.

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