I choose to love her. Love can be a choice.
Right the fuck ON!
'Safe'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I choose to love her. Love can be a choice.
Right the fuck ON!
Love can also build a bridge.
Love can do lots.
I choose Lori because she's an amazing, intelligent, funny, caring, capable, sexy, dynamic person. I choose to be in a relationship with her. I choose to love her. Love can be a choice.This is lovely. And true.
I miss this feeling.
I get disappointed with the gay community running around saying, "It's biological. It's not a choice." Because the implication is that if gays could CHOOSE something, they would choose to be straight
I do know gay guys (happy being gay) who are clear on if they'd had to choose, this wouldn't have been it. But it's not a regretful thing -- just that if there's an "easy" way open to you, why not do that?
As for "it's not a choice" to me - it's just as implacable to me as my gender or my race. I don't regret either of them, and even with the "easy choice" option, I wouldn't bother, other than out of curiosity, trying to be a guy or white. I'm a black woman. It wasn't a choice.
I choose to love her. Love can be a choice.
But it's not a choice everyone can make. Rupaul can't, and, say, Katie Holmes can't. And still be true to themselves.
I actually think love is always a choice. I'm not talking about (or at least not exclusively) the sexual attraction component of love. Actually loving someone in a meaningful way (which is more about your own actions than the warm fuzzies the person inspires in you) is a choice, and a decision, and it is the actions/treatment that counts.
Katie Holmes can't
Well that's because of the brainwashing.
Well that's because of the brainwashing.
Damn those space clams.
I choose Lori because she's an amazing, intelligent, funny, caring, capable, sexy, dynamic person. I choose to be in a relationship with her. I choose to love her. Love can be a choice.
Just wanted to see this again.
Not to change the subject, but all of a sudden I am so very much looking forward to fall. I have an image in my brain of me walking on a sunny, cool and crisp autumn day, wearing my leather jacket, stepping on golden leaves....
My brain is very attuned to seasons - I discovered this while living in San Francisco.