Notes From UnderVault

The Different Kinds Of Love

justanotherteenagegirl:

Eros is passionate, physical, lustful love—the kind that gives you butterflies in your stomach and a tingling in certain other places.

Pragma is a practical love. People who conceive of love this way are pragmatic (you didn’t see that one coming, didja?) when looking for a partner. They choose their mate based on rational decisions about whom they fit best with.

Banquet is love that expresses itself through altruism, or making sacrifices for another person.

Mania is an obsessive love that, while intimate and intense, often includes jealousy, possessiveness and a lack of communication. Maniacal love can lead to domestic violence.

Ludus is love that’s a game. A Ludic lover wants to have fun, but doesn’t necessarily want a serious relationship.

Storge is friendship-based love. A Storge lover wants a companion who shares her likes and dislikes and who can form a long relationship based on closeness, trust, security and affection

But funnily enough, Tumblr will only allow you to “like” this post.

Sometimes turn on the TV, not to watch it, just to have a noise in the background to distract us from remembering we are alone.

JUST A GUY

numbersixspeaks:

bagcoffee:

Nothing like getting hooked up.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of taking a ferry from New Jersey to New York. It’s a service used by people who live in New Jersey but commute to work on Wall Street and Midtown Manhattan. It’s a pleasant ride of about an hour. The interior is something out of a business section in an airplane. There’s even a bar where you can wet your whistle on the way home after a long day (or maybe you can be that guy on the way to work in the morning). But it’s something I ride on very seldom, it’s kind of a treat even though fellow passengers are on the daily grind.

But what made yesterday different was the ferry porter didn’t charge me the extra which I owed. He acknowledged it in the ‘I got you, bud’ kind of way. I gave him the head nod and walked to the back of the waiting area, sat down and overheard the porters talk amongst themselves. The one charging fare exclaimed to the others how it didn’t have to be a big deal, that sometimes it make sense to cut someone some slack. The other porters chimed in with stories about dealing with rude and confronting passengers. The empty waiting area filled with the sound of laughter as the hull of an off duty boat groaned against its moorings.

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I have this extraordinary desire to be invisible. I don’t like to draw attention to myself. It means dealing with the attentions of another (often annoyed) person. I feel I do best by fading into the background and enjoy the pleasure of being a fly on the wall in a tumultuous room. And every so often that position is often accompanied by a like-minded individual. Most people, I believe, don’t like a fuss made about them. They’d rather have the privilege of unerring views but never have to take part, or at least be in danger. And that privilege never comes without a price. Sometimes it is regarded as aloof, other times it’s just seen as strange. But really, all we want to do is be able to control the situation.
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So I got hooked up with a wink and a nod. I don’t think it puts me in any better a position. It doesn’t make me any better of a traveler. I don’t think the porter and I could really relate in any other way other than we both are not like the others. It was nice of him, not really confusing but the deeper message (if there is one) is someone always notices. And it usually works out.

Maybe?

Teller-Lo seems to be talking/ smiling at me more often these last couple of weeks.

This makes me horny happy smile nervous…feel a mixture of emotions.

current: my reaction to the new commenting structure and the realization I will be stripped of my star

jaimeleighfairbrother:

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 So far, my star is still there, shiny and golden!  We’ll see for how long, eh?

In all this hoopla I totally forgot about "Say, Say, Say."

minou:

Then I temporarily confused it with “Say You, Say Me,” and OH GOD MY BRAIN

“You are blind as a bat, but I can see…”

I know, wrong song (or is it?), but that SNL skit just came to mind.

YOU ARE NOW THINKING OF A LARGE GREY ELEPHANT!

True if destroyed / True if not destroyed / True if reblogged / True if not reblogged.

Na-na-na-na-boo-boo!

Crowdsourcing

youngmanhattanite:

What should I get for lunch? Sushi or Salad?

Sapporo