Picture this. For no special reason, you buy your girlfriend flowers. $16. A little later, also for no specific occasion, you take her out to a dinner at that really nice place she’s wanted to try $100. Afterward, she wants to see a movie, so you take her to one. $20. And then on the way back, without any sign allowing you to prepare, her evil side takes over and she yells at you quite simply just for being alive. Priceless? How about, I want my money back.
Due to the loss of a close friend in high school, I’ve always been big on putting things into perspective. Perspective was something that I desperately wanted my girlfriend of seven months to learn. But when I don’t see her cry when she loses her grandmother, and I see the happiness of our entire weekend trip to Lake George in jeopardy because she spilled her coffee at a bathroom rest stop, I have to conclude our priorities were quite different.
I spent the second half of that relationship trying to decide between my head and my heart. My head knew I could not deal with these outbursts. She was a sweet girl half of the time, but the other half left her in a state that was nothing short of emotionally abusive toward me, calling me words that I would never even dream about using toward anybody, let alone the girl I love. My heart, however, was still drawn to her. She still had that look in her eyes, that smell in her hair, and that feeling that when you cuddle up together, you fit like pieces in a puzzle.
The more I listened, the louder my head got. But why would my head want me to be so unhappy? Why did it keep telling me there was no future here? I listened harder and harder, and finally I realized that my head and heart are a lot more connected than I had thought. The reason it hurt so much every time she took her anger out on me was because I cared for her so much. My heart craved her almost all the time, but for the other times, it was repeatedly hurt and let down.
You fit together. You feel so right. But sooner or later you have to realize that is one messed up puzzle.
--Cougar
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Did anyone here notice that there is just a web of lesbians on MySpace?
If you are anybody who wants to meet anyone, then you need to kick it into gear and get a profile put up. As soon as you click the "lesbian" box in the vital content, you are bound to get about 100 friend requests!
Ok, so maybe you won't get 100, but there are many lesbian vultures in YOUR area looking to date. Some of them might be crazy, some of them might not be, and it's up to YOU to play the game!
It's weird; I thought for the longest time that every lesbian in my area knew each other. No matter how much you tried to avoid it, you got someone's sloppy seconds. What is amazing is that when someone goes out to the local "Ladies Night" at the gay bar, you can recognize faces.
You can stick with your friends in a little corner of the dance floor and say "Hey, yeah, I saw that girl's profile; she was wearing a chicken suit in her profile picture." My favorite is "Yeah, her default pic has her smoking weed on the front porch with a group of her friends."
Now this might not be all that true. Let's say you live in...oh New York City. I don't think it would be as easy to pick out everyone you see on MySpace from the different burroughs. But if you live in East Bumblef*ck, U.S.A., you might be able to recognize a few.
Sure, I have a page, and yes, I do find myself checking it every day. From time to time I also find myself in "Browse" mode, sifting through hundreds of profiles of lesbian women, or the sometimes "misguided" bisexual women. As my lesbian momma once told me, the "misguided" bisexuals are the ones you definitely need to watch out for. They are the ones that not only want their cake, they want to eat it too...and drag you into the mess sometimes.
Have I met anyone off of MySpace? No, I haven't yet. Part of me wants to, but the other part of me wants to stay cautious. It's good to message with people, but the chance of meeting them? Even though it so similar to Match.com, there still feels like there is something different about it.
So what is the etiquette when it comes to dating someone from MySpace? Do you know any lesbian couples who have had a successful relationship that started via the networking site? Got a story? I'd love to hear it. You can either comment or e-mail me via the link below my name. Questions are great too. I love getting your feedback.
---The Vixen
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