RAR!! I did this a min ago...how thourougly pissy!!
:
But after school I do talk to many girls online that I know quite well from school, but the internet chat it an extremely small fraction of our time spent together.
|
As do i. Not as much now though, i got bored of my friends...
:
it's like "oops Im in trouble now there is a strange guy stalking me with a gun or a knife and he is going to kill me or rape me!"
|
Yes, lets learn from PA's experience and not have online with relationships with girls called 'Cindy' who are blonde with a EE cupsize and who is a cheerleader and who sends foto's of herself naked with her legs apart and when asked;
"Why is your hair Blonde in that one? Brown in that one? And Red in that one?"
she replies with;
"Ermm...i dye my hair alot."
And lets not forget 'Harris' the muscular 6 ft 5 guy with a 6 pack (Yum) and dark features. Who also has a 11.5 inch penis. Because...well, lets face it. Harris is a 46 yr old virgin, still living with his mum, has grey, if not any hair, is obeise and smells...and also has a 11.5 mm penis. And Cindy is a 89 yr old slut who has saggy reproductive organs and drooping feeding sacks. And is toothless. And has elastic skin...and no hair. Or worse, Harris/Cindy is your dad/mum in the next room...viiiiiiile!!
:
sometimes they are harmless
|
Still, they can still follow you, send you things, leave used condoms on your doorstep and steal and smell your dirty underwear...
:
Myself and Fred have been having an online relationship. He lives in America.
|
DO NOT...and i repeat...DO NOT. Go on Yahoochat and in the fetish lounge for Americans. I swear down you guys have the most freakyest people alive. I was speaking to one...he believed i was a gorg female (I sent a foto of a friend) whom was in the porn industry. I was trying to get him to send me money to my PO Box email thing. Convo went like this;
Guy: "So, what stuff do you specialise in...?"
Me: "Anything?"
Guy: "Animal stuff?"
Me: "Ermm...yes."
Guy: "Can i shed myself on your face and tits and then watch my dog do the same."
Me: "You can if you send me some money to get over to America with."
Guy: "But your in the industry, you must make millions."
Me: "I cant use it for pleasure."
Guy: "Can i impreganate you."
Me: "What!?"
Guy: "Can i place my seed in you to develop?"
Me: "Bye."
And then i was speaking to another one into Lactation...*Shudders* God knows how he got into that fetish!!
:
For someone of my nature, it's very possible to fall in love over the internet.
|
Are you of the...you know...geeky nature? (Actual question)
:
I am not at all interested in a person's appearance, only their intelligence and personality
|
A cute guy walks in, whats the first thing you notice? His looks. So looks doesn factor in it. Besides its in out genetic make-up. And you cant instinctivly see if they're clever or something by just looking...
:
since sitting behind a computer screen is far less intimidating than talking to a person face-to-face
|
Hmmm. Hard one this. Do i talk to random strangers on the comp, meet them, get kidnapped, molested, killed, gutted, molested once more for goodluck and then cast away like a rag-doll. OR meet a guy face to face, feel intimidated...take him to meet my friends, allow people to see him...go home...and have my way with him...Hmmm. Intimidation...Dangerousness...Intimidation...Dangerousness. God, this is soooooo hard!!
:
the conversation becomes more intimate
|
Whoa, what sort of convo's have you been having you little, minx.
:
(1)I've met some beautiful, beautiful people over the internet,(2) and I trust them
|
(1) - Oooooohhh, you should have said you were partially sighted!!
(2) - Because they are very far away. And if they did tell someone your secret...the person who heard would go;
"Who...Why...What...Who are you?"
See above.
:
We've sent each other gifts through snail-mail
|
Easter - A dead Rabbit.
Valentines - A human Heart.
Christmas - A dead Midget dressed in an Elf costume.
Thanksgiving - A native American...and a Turkey.
Birthday - A picture of him...naked...sprawled out in an erotic manner.
:
written to one another by hand
|
While you are writing with your own hand, he is writing with somebody elses. His victims infact. A Old Aged Pensioner who was knitting to herself, singing 60's hits when all of a sudden a man...a man dressed in a Star Trek outfit smashed through the window, stating the words;
"Your mine, bitch!!"
In Klingon...and then he ate her. And now he is using her hand as a writing utensil.
:
spoken to one another as you would over the telephone (with voice chat),
|
I wouldn't consider moaning down the fone talking...
Nor would i consider moaning down the fone rythmically singing.
Yours in Pen...his in Betty's (The sweet old lady) blood.
:
I have formed closer relationships with my "Real life" friends by using the internet.
|
Two words...Cyber-slut
And have never met...
:
Online relationships are a perversion of nature.
|
Oh, hello.
:
On the other hand, it is heartbreaking to feel such tenderness for a person that both of you can hardly type, only to know that such separate love is forbidden and impossible. To not be able to even give a gentle kiss on the cheek...
|
Why dont you just fancy some who is out of your league?