Some days I forget that the sad state of affairs that exists on some of these online dating sites is super duper sad... But then I randomly see a mirror of what romance used to look like, just over 80 years ago, and I realize that there is some very sick and twisted shit occurring on the World Wild Web, which I guess means in the world at large as well.
Case in point-- I saw this beautiful heart-fluttering quote written by Henry Miller to Anais Nin, and then I saw this profile on Plenty of Fish, one after the other, in the same day.
August 6, 1932:
Don't expect me to be sane anymore. Don't let's be sensible. It was a marriage at Louveciennes - you can't dispute it. I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous. Everything I do and say and think relates back to the marriage. I saw you as the mistress of your home, a Moor with a heavy face, a negress with a white body, eyes all over your skin, woman, woman, woman. I can't see how I can go on living away from you.... You became a woman with me. I was almost terrified by it. You are not just thirty years old - you are a thousand years old....
Anais, I only thought I loved you before; it was nothing like this certainty that's in me now. Was all this so wonderful only because it was brief and stolen? Were we acting for each other, to each other? Was I less I, or more I, and you less or more you? Is it madness to believe that this could go on? When and where would the drab moments begin?
Henry Miller, A Literate Passion
And then...
POF, A Random Profile, March 3, 2013
UPDATE: NO FAT CHICKS! Seriously, steer clear of my inbox if you're fat.
And Jesus Christ. ever since i posted the update, all i get a is a barrage of messages from fat chicks commenting on my update. THAT COMPLETELY DEFEATS THE PURPOSE!!!!! I feel like I need to physically build a door frame in front of my inbox so fat messages can't fit through. Like a semi-permeable cell wall. Sorry fat molecules: fat peg, height/weight-proportionate hole. Welcome, petite-ies!
also another update, looking for a girl who's not a complete faggot.
that said,
I like writing music, I like holing up in my room and practicing it for days, i like youtube, like the gym and yoga, love women of all shapes (UPDATE: EXCEPT FAT SHAPES) and all their subtleties, enjoy eating healthy. PARTYYYYYY!!!! Work hard play hard.
-no bleached vaginas
-no Kegel Breath
-no facebook attentions whores
-no regular whores
-talk to you soon
I'm not saying Anais and Henry had the most healthy relationship, but there is a distinct difference in these two pieces of beautiful literature and their notions of romance, right?
