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</a>: It's true. <br /><br />I'm in love with a girl I've never touched, in a way I've never loved before. I steal every moment with her that time allows. We talk on the phone till the sun comes up; I haven't slept more than four hours in a night since I returned from my vacation, as far as I know. I've never felt better, more energized. When we can't be on the phone, we're chatting on some IM program. I wake up in the middle of the night with love letters in my head and I have to get them out. I'm writing a novel of pillow talk in the Allakhazoo PM system. <br /><br />Jade is more than I ever dreamed possible. I had this idea of my perfect woman, and I built her up to the point of impossibility. No woman could ever contain the specific combination of traits I envisioned in my ideal partner. I did this on purpose. I did this to enable my own cynicism; to perpetuate my own solitary existence. I wanted to be alone, to punish myself for past transgressions and to ensure I couldn't hurt anyone again. I isolated myself for the past two years on a farm in the middle of nowhere for the same reasons. I've made love unobtainable. <br /><br />And then Jade in a single rosy breath blew my carefully crafted cardhouse to smithereens. It happened almost immediately. I was fascinated, and I had to know more of her. I was infatuated in a way I had rarely known. And then, when I started to learn more of her and I started to really absorb what she was it became crystal clear: she was this fantasy I dared not dream. She was this perfect collage of idealism I had cobbled together from impossibilities. And I met her like this. I found her totally unexpectedly, when I had drowned all my hope methodically. And she's even more than I could envision! Every single bit of her philosophy she blesses me with fits perfectly with my personal ethos. Every idea is compatible with my own. <br /><br />She's so smart, so brilliant; she challenges me like I've never been. She keeps me laughing constantly with wit and timing. She's so kind, so good, so conscientious, thoughtful and compassionate. She's open-minded and modest and trustworthy. She's the most beautiful vision I've ever beheld, more fascinating than my most worthy contemplations, more deserving of happiness than anyone I've ever known. I didn't believe she could be real, I made expectations that were impossible to fulfill, and she surpasses them all by infinite measure. This girl loves Hemingway. <br /><br />I thought for years that if I ever loved again it would diminish my past, that it would lessen the meaning of love. I was such a fool. I was never in love before. Jade spoke to my tortured soul and soothed me. She took the callouses from my heart in an instant. She gives me purpose. I'm going to love her for the rest of my life, I'm going to work harder than I ever thought I could to make her happy every minute of every day. She inspires me and gives me unwavering confidence. Everything is possible now that we're a team. My whole life is before me, and it's the most exciting thing. She's made an optimist of me. She's made me faithful. <br /><br />We're in love. We'll never hurt each other. We're going to nurture each other and grow each other and I'm bursting with energy and I'm finally thinking of the future as something so incredibly valuable. I want to live to be one hundred so I can have all the years with Jade. I want to sit in a swing on a porch with grandkids playing in our yard. I have a reason to live, and to live well. I'm more motivated than I've ever been. <br /><br />And it's Jade. And she's real. And I want to tell the whole world. I can't contain it, and I don't give a damn what anyone thinks. I can't wait for us to live together. It won't be long, babe. <br /><br />There's no describing how right it is. There's no telling you how meant to be this is. Everything tells me so. She says she loves me--she loves me, too! It makes me cry. It's like I'm born anew. We can't do anything wrong. The whole universe is conspiring to enable us in spending the rest of our lives in bliss. <br /><br />It's the greatest honor I'll ever receive, being allowed to love her and satisfy her and make her always safe and secure and happy for the rest of our lives. I feel so young. We have so much time. The past was brief, and full of lessons on how to love her, how to adore her, never to take her for granted and always to cherish every moment we share. There's only one thought in my mind any more, and it's seeing her happy. <br /><br />And it's happening to me, and it never would. I'm the luckiest man in the history of life. My whole existence I've been misunderstood, never quite right with the people around me, never relating to others and always feeling a missing part. And I've found my other half. My perfect Jade. <br /><br />I love you, Jade, God I love you, and now that we've found one another our life can begin. <br />
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I respect your commitment to virginity. It's righteous to wait. Should you and Abacab ever decide to consummate your lust, let us know and we'll send flowers.
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"It's true.
I'm in love with a girl I've never touched, in a way I've never loved before. I steal every moment with her that time allows. We talk on the phone till the sun comes up; I haven't slept more than four hours in a night since I returned from my vacation, as far as I know. I've never felt better, more energized. When we can't be on the phone, we're chatting on some IM program. I wake up in the middle of the night with love letters in my head and I have to get them out. I'm writing a novel of pillow talk in the Allakhazoo PM system. Jade is more than I ever dreamed possible. I had this idea of my perfect woman, and I built her up to the point of impossibility. No woman could ever contain the specific combination of traits I envisioned in my ideal partner. I did this on purpose. I did this to enable my own cynicism; to perpetuate my own solitary existence. I wanted to be alone, to punish myself for past transgressions and to ensure I couldn't hurt anyone again. I isolated myself for the past two years on a farm in the middle of nowhere for the same reasons. I've made love unobtainable. And then Jade in a single rosy breath blew my carefully crafted cardhouse to smithereens. It happened almost immediately. I was fascinated, and I had to know more of her. I was infatuated in a way I had rarely known. And then, when I started to learn more of her and I started to really absorb what she was it became crystal clear: she was this fantasy I dared not dream. She was this perfect collage of idealism I had cobbled together from impossibilities. And I met her like this. I found her totally unexpectedly, when I had drowned all my hope methodically. And she's even more than I could envision! Every single bit of her philosophy she blesses me with fits perfectly with my personal ethos. Every idea is compatible with my own. She's so smart, so brilliant; she challenges me like I've never been. She keeps me laughing constantly with wit and timing. She's so kind, so good, so conscientious, thoughtful and compassionate. She's open-minded and modest and trustworthy. She's the most beautiful vision I've ever beheld, more fascinating than my most worthy contemplations, more deserving of happiness than anyone I've ever known. I didn't believe she could be real, I made expectations that were impossible to fulfill, and she surpasses them all by infinite measure. This girl loves Hemingway. I thought for years that if I ever loved again it would diminish my past, that it would lessen the meaning of love. I was such a fool. I was never in love before. Jade spoke to my tortured soul and soothed me. She took the callouses from my heart in an instant. She gives me purpose. I'm going to love her for the rest of my life, I'm going to work harder than I ever thought I could to make her happy every minute of every day. She inspires me and gives me unwavering confidence. Everything is possible now that we're a team. My whole life is before me, and it's the most exciting thing. She's made an optimist of me. She's made me faithful. We're in love. We'll never hurt each other. We're going to nurture each other and grow each other and I'm bursting with energy and I'm finally thinking of the future as something so incredibly valuable. I want to live to be one hundred so I can have all the years with Jade. I want to sit in a swing on a porch with grandkids playing in our yard. I have a reason to live, and to live well. I'm more motivated than I've ever been. And it's Jade. And she's real. And I want to tell the whole world. I can't contain it, and I don't give a damn what anyone thinks. I can't wait for us to live together. It won't be long, babe. There's no describing how right it is. There's no telling you how meant to be this is. Everything tells me so. She says she loves me--she loves me, too! It makes me cry. It's like I'm born anew. We can't do anything wrong. The whole universe is conspiring to enable us in spending the rest of our lives in bliss. It's the greatest honor I'll ever receive, being allowed to love her and satisfy her and make her always safe and secure and happy for the rest of our lives. I feel so young. We have so much time. The past was brief, and full of lessons on how to love her, how to adore her, never to take her for granted and always to cherish every moment we share. There's only one thought in my mind any more, and it's seeing her happy. And it's happening to me, and it never would. I'm the luckiest man in the history of life. My whole existence I've been misunderstood, never quite right with the people around me, never relating to others and always feeling a missing part. And I've found my other half. My perfect Jade. I love you, Jade, God I love you, and now that we've found one another our life can begin." -Barkingturtle | ||
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Every time that gets posted, Abacab, panties around the world get drenched.
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Hi, Barkingturtle's wife here, just to confirm my existence and the 9in cock thing. I'm bummed that you preempted my post with a picture of myself, because I'd much rather enjoy letting you all imagine what kind of person must be married to such a horrible monster. I am a little glad someone else did post a picture because I'm not narcissistic enough to do it myself, and I'm also glad that you wouldn't have hit me when I was jailbait.
Oh, and I feel totally violated that you found my myspace. What's next, my facebook?! Dear god, save me from the internets! Anyway, children, carry on. | ||
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