What do you want most out of a relationship?

I want food and sex on demand. I'm a simple guy.

Originally posted by Tzeentch
I want food and sex on demand. I'm a simple guy.

Usuall one and the same for you, right?

That's how we get down in the dirty south.

You're from CA. Get it straight bro.

I was talking from a Canadian standpoint.

They don't have souls. Don't worry about their POV.

Don't say that. Lucien has so much soul that I sometimes forget that he's not black. To the contrary, he looks like Raiden from MGS2.

Originally posted by Tzeentch
Don't say that. Lucien has so much soul that I sometimes forget that he's not black. To the contrary, he looks like Raiden from MGS2.

A naked bishonen spec ops guy?

Suddenly, a lot is clear to me.

A homie, which Amber is.

She has street cred?

Legit

Originally posted by Tzeentch
Don't say that. Lucien has so much soul that I sometimes forget that he's not black. To the contrary, he looks like Raiden from MGS2.

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The answer to this has changed for me so much as i've aged. I used to care a lot about a woman's past. I was very judgmental. I have few requirements now

I want trust, beauty, pleasure, and lifetime commitment. I would like to have a relationship/marriage that would last for more than 50 years. It takes time to build trust and also I know people say not to look for outer beauty but beauty is individual perception. Beauty is what the individual believes in their eyes to see. I'm learning that I have to go with what makes me happy and not what people believe makes me happy.

Happiness and acceptance that isn't forced........and sex

Originally posted by socool8520
Happiness and acceptance that isn't forced........and sex

yes

i want most my parents out of all relationships in the whole world.

Red lights flicker madly, a siren rings and jolts are shaking the bridge as I run desperately towards the nearest escape pod. The escape bay is already on fire. I see dead or injured or dying people everywhere. The other commanding officers and myself are abandoning the crew and passengers to certain death. As my pod glides slowly in the field of stars, I can see the Hive-Ship becoming smaller and smaller, ripped apart by the deadly laser beams of the Ancients' battlecruisers. The battle for the Arc is lost. I failed, and I'm watching the death of one billion of my own kind, when the Hive is finally destroyed in a blinding, silent explosion.