Welp, that's love in a nutshell. Two thirds of that description apply to me, too - and I'm only in my late twenties - yet my last girlfriend (who was almost two decades older than me and still looked like freshly picked strawberries and whipped cream) was borderline ecstatic about my looks. Sure, it's all a matter of both presentation and personal taste, but it only goes to show that varnish is heavily overrated.
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.@that quote: No kidding,although I'm not so sure about the no arguing part. Some relationships seem to need a good argument every now and then.
Mine's nearly three years older. Neither of us are bothered by it,we're more bothered by who's right most of the time before one of us concedes that we'll have to agree to disagree.
edited 12th Oct '13 7:57:43 PM by terlwyth
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I don't understand how she can see a one year difference as insurmountable. One year isn't near enough for you to be a very different stages of life.
Well, we broke up, but not because of the age difference. For me it really doesn't make much of a difference as of now, albeit it could of course become an issue later on when you get older and health problems may become prevalent. But if you approach every relationship with possible negative repercussions in mind, you might as well stay single for the rest of your sad little life.
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.I've seen the phrase used more broadly than that, but maybe that was incorrect usage.
I feel like that may have been close to what was going on. Although on the other hand I heard her half of the phone conversation and not only was she the one who called up and asked this other girl over, from the sound of it the other girl initially needed convincing. But she did seem like she was trying to keep this friend happy once she was there without realizing it was kind of awkward/boring for me. Now I at least feel like I wasn't being a jerk without knowing it.
(edit because this thread moved too fast and messed up my arrows).
edited 12th Oct '13 8:49:07 PM by MikeK
I will.
I'm not sure you've heard; I'm actually communicating with somebody now. There's a chance.
And he's gorgeous! >:D
I don't care about rejection myself, mostly because I have the luxury/curse of falling very slowly; I'm more worried about starting a relationship then having to break things off because he's falling much faster than I am. >.<
It might be cliché of you, but that doesn't make it any less of a valid fear. Rejection would hurt once you really like someone.
"I'm not a nerd. I'm a specialist." ~Sousuke Sagara@Mikebro: We'll get there. With some perseverance and a bit of luck, we'll get there.
@Egg-kun: Excellent, excellent! Gorgeousness is very good. :p
My rejection fear stems from just generally not being a positive person. I have this nagging feeling I'm going to get rejected hard and that will sap any will I have to look elsewhere.
Defeatism, thy name is Topo.

Third wheeling is usually two people flirting and one person kicking around, so that's more of just yer girl being a bad host.
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