But I will not be evasive: if I could, I would invade people's privacy not for the sake of sexual gratification, but to observe the poignant, mundane, and poignantly mundane moments of their lives. I now realize this is an easy way to people watch and know a little more about the people whose faces I find compelling without threat or transgression. I like reading faces and what people write about themselves.
I also assume that this website's matching algorithm will lead me to people like me, men and women, and I'm curious about people like me. Are they monstrous? Are personality flaws expressed between the lines and in their preferences? Will I discover that I dislike people who are like me? etc. I am reading about you because I desire understanding and enjoy these questions, not because I desire you sexually; I do not dare think that any interaction would lead to real intimacy, or I should say, actual copulation. It is interesting to read the sexual frustrations of my fellow men expressed as earnest or witty compliments to women on the internet. Almost as interesting as women who would provide outlet to that same and self-same sexual frustration on the internet. I never knew women existed like you; I suspect that many of you are actually men. Can life-sustaining, and not merely life-begetting, intimacy be achieved here?
But at the risk of sounding fatuous, it is heartwarming to see people who have not had their looks be either a crutch or a handicap, who challenge superficial judgment, and have developed into interesting and decent people (as far as their profiles, personality flags, and preferences can indicate). It is also a relief to be reminded that there are other people out there, whose differences would be less difficult to surmount, whose words construct a fully formed human that almost seems warm to the touch, and who like me could be said to have no 'real' business being here. But we are here. My heart goes out to all of you, you are all fascinating, beautiful, and deserve happiness and respect.
Update: Neither occurs with any regularity now due to a universal indifference. I now merely excel at making innocuous situations intolerable and awkward.
Receding hairline confirmed
I will die alone.
cellulose. Actually, those are things people in general should never do without. And "indigestible cellulose" is tautological. 4.
Material distractions from the overwhelming futility of my
existence. 5. Empty pleasures to compensate for my spiritual, emotional, and ethical bankruptcy. 6. Optimism
Cheese and onions
On Facebook, looking at the wedding pictures of ex-girlfriends.
I enjoy pissing upon rivers.
I am not Jesus Christ. I've come to accept that.
I recently found my virginity.
Our match percentages are in the high 90s. Let's get married and produce offspring immediately. Through heredity and upbringing, they too will have match percentages in the 90s and we will have a highly matched existence involving color coordinated sweatshirts and maybe a family band. Oh no the circle won't be broken by and by lord by and by.
Your ideal relationship resembles that of the blood fluke.