I’m thinking this will be a sort of series so this is only one of more to come.
Guys: if you are on a dating site or not on a dating site and are thinking of sending a photo of your privates to a potential partner, remember this:
Women do talk about your penises. They discuss the size, shape, width, length, and even the color of your prized asset. Even after you have sealed the deal, they will discuss your ability to use such asset. In detail they describe to each other how you perform, your finer points, and your worst moments or attributes.
Never assume yours is the best they will or have ever had. That is a guaranteed 100% fallacy. You can, however count on the fact that your penis will be well discussed in their arena of friends.
It was time to for him to go, and I watched his every move, his every blink of the eye, his every breath which rose inside his chest. He was the epitome of beauty, masculine yet delicate in his countenance. I still felt the warmth of his lips on mine, his arms around me, and his words, “I live for you.”
I knew it was a lie. He was leaving me, as he always does, to go home to his wife. We had an arrangement, and it worked well for both of us. Yet he insisted on saying sweet nothings to me throughout the night, as if I needed it to survive the encounter. It was a game we played: pretend we were in love in the brief moments we spent together each week.
Only in my case, I did love him and would go to the ends of the earth for him. It was wrong and I knew it, yet I could not stop myself or end the affair. He made my heart soar as no one else ever has, and I didn’t want to let go of the happiness which seemed so precious and rare. All I could do is give him everything I am when I am with him. If the time came for my heart to shatter into a thousand pieces I will deal with it as I always have. I have not died yet.
I moved behind him on the bed and and placed my arms around his chest, planting a soft kiss on his neck. He turned and lifted me over, laying me against him on his lap. His eyes searched deeply into my own, then said in a heavy whisper, “Marry me.”
I laughed. “Did you suddenly forget you’re already married?”
He smiled widely, his eyes twinkling in the candlelight. “Remember that things aren’t always as they seem.”
He got up, picked up his tie without putting it on, and left towards the door. I sat stunned and baffled at his words. Was this part of the game? As I watched his backside walking away, I became awed with his physique and lost my thought.
Marcel the Shell with Shoes On “The tiny shell with two feet and one eye is the creation of former SNL-actress and comedian Jenny Slate and her fiancé Dean Fleischer-Camp. Marcel made his Internet debut last year, and racked up more than 12 million views on YouTube.”
Darkness is my strength
When love is my weakness
It is the box that keeps
The shattered pieces
Of my broken heart
Until the time comes
When a stronger love
Makes it whole again
Only that day does not
Come soon enough.
Immortals, directed by Tarsem Singh, is not for the faint of heart. Plenty of blood-spurting action and tough one on one combat make no excuses when it comes to graphic depictions. It could be addicting to say the least if you love the type of action sequences as seen in the film 300 or love graphic novel films in general. Similar in its cinematic look and feel as 300, Immortals takes it a step further in 3D CGI graphics with epic tidal waves, cities built within cliffs, monumental dwellings, and earthly views from the heavens.
Based on Greek mythology but with its own twists and turns, the story revolves around Theseus (Henry Cavill), a peasant bastard who becomes the hero and leads the army against King Hyperion (Mickey Rourke) and his legion of scarred, mask-wearing, sadistic warriors. Zeus (Luke Evans) and the Olympians view the carnage from above until there is no other choice left towards the end. King Hyperion, intent on obtaining the Bow of Epirus with its magical powers, maims and kills at his whim, yet he tries to bring Theseus to his side. Phaedra the Virgin Oracle (Freida Pinto) reveals to Theseus his destiny and brings him back to the source of the conflict.
A beautiful cast of gods, a goddess, creepy oracles, and hunky soldiers, Immortals lives up to its epic feel cinematically. Its action sequences are nonstop with thrilling suspense at every turn. This leaves little room for a dramatic storyline but its actors have done a decent job with their screen time. Henry Cavill plays his role stoically with heroic countenance, cementing his appeal in his future role as Superman. Luke Evans portrays Zeus as a strong yet compassionate father figure of the Olympians; even when he has to follow his own words you forgive him of his deed. Isabel Lucas as Athena, Kellan Lutz as Poseidon, and Daniel Sharman as Aries play the golden clad young beauties who dare to defy Zeus. Stephen Dorff as Stavros, Theseus’ player sidekick, gives the few moments of lightheartedness in an essentially dark film. Even Mickey Rourke becomes too involved in his role as a psycho sadistic king. Freida Pinto is sweetly sensuous as the Virgin Oracle and this role seems to be a turning point for her.
What makes this film amazing is the stunningly beautiful vision of its landscape, the superbly choreographed battle sequences, and its gorgeous stars. It’s art in motion and available in 3D, which doesn’t necessarily make much of a difference except for a brief period in the ending scene when things are flying at you. It is a film that needs to be seen on the big screen and in high definition. For graphic lovers, that means highly defined blood squirts, flying body parts, and kickass fighting. For manflesh lovers, that means seeing in contoured definition Henry Cavill, Luke Evans, and the rest shirtless and muscle bound in action. If a sequel is made the gods should get more screen exposure.
I like to torture myself. That’s why I fall in love with men who don’t want to commit to a real relationship. Whether it is fate that makes me bump into these types of men or my subconscience that seeks them out I don’t know.
All I know is that it seems much easier to manage a relationship when you know you can control the amount of emotion and emotional investment you put in without having to consider the other party’s feelings. You already know they don’t really care about you or like that movie says, “He’s Not That Into You.” In this approach there is no one to blame but yourself when the union ends because only you were the one living in the fantasy. Any hurt you feel was born out of your imagination and not truly genuine. Life goes on when another fantasy materializes.
The key word is fantasy. It’s all in your head. It will make you appear helpless and unfocused but you are as strong as your imagination.
Honestly, I wouldn’t know how to react if a guy said to me with genuine conviction,
“I love you with all my heart and soul.
You are my sun, moon, my universe.
Your breath is my breath.
Your pulse, my pulse.
Before you there was only darkness.
Now you are my light, my inner fire…”