The Woman

[Anonymouse]

I failed to find my *type*.Now,shall I bask on my uniquness?

Yes, indeed. Too many variables for people to be confined to "types".

[violette829]

OOFF here we go again. Listen, if you don't find yourself falling into one of my categories, make one up! LOL I mean, I just said that the females that I've come across have all fallen into one of my categories. Sleuth, you're so unique...now go bask!

[Anonymouse]

OOFF here we go again. Listen, if you don't find yourself falling into one of my categories, make one up! LOL I mean, I just said that the females that I've come across have all fallen into one of my categories. Sleuth, you're so unique...now go bask!

Indeed, I'm gonna have to agree again, since personal experiences only individuals can experience.

[violette829]

Indeed, I'm gonna have to agree again, since personal experiences only individuals can experience.

Mousy jan!!! Why are you agreeing with everyone? It's not like you to do this!

[gevo]

LOL I am a sluut-friend combination.

whats a sluut?

better yet.. what kind of a friend is a sluut-friend

HAHAHA

[GSTracer05]

She's a FWB.

[Anonymouse]

Mousy jan!!! Why are you agreeing with everyone? It's not like you to do this!

Indeed, I'm gonna have to agree again, this is a rather strange phenomenon.

[Thai-Samurai]

Did you all know that women literally control evolution. Because who gets reproduced is their choice. I also really like that quote by Nietszche cuz I think he's a cool philosopher.

[sleuth]

Sleuth, you're so unique..

Indeed!

[sleuth]

This is the ideal person (Man or Woman)

I love this excerpt. It's absolute perfection ( as I see it)

And it is similar to Kippling's "IF" poem.




"The genius of the heart, as that great concealed one possesses it, the tempter god and born pied piper of consciences whose voice knows how to descend into the netherworld of every soul; who does not say a word or cast a glance in which there is no consideration and ulterior enticement; whose mastery includes the knowledge of how to seem—not what he is but what is to those who follow him one more constraint to press ever closer to him in order to follow him even more inwardly and thoroughly—the genius of the heart who silences all that is loud and self-satisfied, teaching it to listen; who smoothes rough souls and lets them taste a new desire—to lie still as a mirror, that the deep sky may mirror itself in them- the genius of the heart who teaches the doltish and rash hand to hesitate and reach out more delicately; who guesses the concealed and forgotten treasure, the drop of graciousness and sweet spirituality under dim and thick ice, and is a diving rod for every grain of gold that has long lain buried in the dungeon of much mud and sand; the genius of the heart from whose touch everyone walks away richer, not having received grace and surprised, not as blessed and oppressed by alien goods, but richer in himself, newer to himself, than before, broken open, blown at and sounded out by a thawing wind, perhaps more unsure, tenderer, more fragile, more broken, but full of hopes hat as yet have no name, full of new will and currents, full of new dissatisfaction and undertows…"

--Nietzsche

Simply beautiful.