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the most romantic things are less expected and more spontaneous. like my boyfriend downloaded a movie that i wanted to see for ages but he hated the idea of seeing then he downloaded it without telling me and we watched it and he sat through all 2 painstaking hours without complaining.
held my boyfriends hair back while he's puked and cleaned the toilet/area surrounding several times afterwards.
she er.....she wasn't watching though. she missed the whole thing.
I implanted myself into the story where you lads joined them for a party.
I wasn't there...never been to Reading.
but i bought my ex a sax for her birthday then she dumped me but i still gave it to her with a note saying id always love her. Really i just wanted her to be happy and i did understand im a difficult to live with. that count?
but then...i guess that doesn't really work as well with someone who has put your entire penis in their mouth.
weired. it still seems like wiping your penis on the mouthpiece would be revenge....even though she has gagged on your entire cock.
i don't get that.
and not even realising it. it's like you're raping her.
''i'm getting a blowie everytime she plays careless whisper...i think we know who's had the last laugh''
...and then wiping it on the instrument her Dad taught her to play after he fell into a sax trance when Mum moved to Barbados.
could you say that again but look into the middle distace with a furrowed brow and tight lips.
i reckon i'd be a big fucking softie in the right circumstances. i'm not horrible, i have emotions
what was that for?
oh yeah...getting your knickers in a twist because mummy wanted a wine gum at the pictures.
your mum doesn't though...she only wanted half a smartie.
this'll cheer you up.
i googled smarties after i used it in that joke up there and found out that they've teamed up with jane asher to bring us an exciting range of smartie based recipes
you can thank me monday after you've had the best weekends baking in your life.
also....spunky flapjacks anyone?
(it was too expensive in the florists)
I eventually found it growing in a near-neighbours front garden and ripped it out of their lawn.
Love comes at a price.
also, actual soil. you could grow real flowers in there. just need some fertiliser, nice bit of shade, regular watering... hey, wait, where ya going? come back! i can get you all the soil you need!
My girlfriend had moved to her uni two weeks ago (me being on a gap year), and I got a particularly sad drunk call saying she missed me, etc. I was due to go to work in the morning, but I got a call saying it was cancelled (it was part-time stuff). She called me and, instead of telling her, I said I had to go to work. Phone down. Pack bag. Check coach times. Hop on tube. You get the picture.
I phoned her when I got there and said, "Hey, how near are you to the station?"
Doing things on a whim FTW
'two tubes...three buses...a coach. suck my fucking dick already'
Bus ticket £2.50
A dozen red roses £25
Seeing the look on my girlfriends face...priceless
For everything else there's...SUCK MY DICK BITCH
To get to you
woke you from your sleep
to make love to you
\o/ long distance rapery \o/
Surprise 2.5 hour drive to hers after my work on Valentine's Day to deliver a mixtape with a tracklisting where the first letter of each track spelled something out. Then the return drive the morning after to get back to work.
Making lush magical mashed potato whenever she's holed up in bed, massively hung over.
Secret weekend away in Dublin.
Agreeing to getting Guinea Pigs.
Sorting a 3 day round trip for a night out to the Shetland Isles.
Holding her hair up when she chunders.
Birthday at a Safari Park.
Offered to lay on the side with the wet spot.
Champers & Roses @ Malmaison for our fifth anniversary.
I think that kind of stuff is the best, although I love flowers and epic gestures from time to time.
I think doing really simple everyday things for someone is amazing, like brushing someone's hair for them. Best thing ever though is rubbing noses, I'm too easily pleased; I could never live with Maori's.
and useful if your girlfriend gets coldsores...
I mean lying in bed doing it too by the way, not like grabbing someone and doing it like I'm five years old and pretending to be an Innuit.
You did a little sick? Would you like me to hold your hair?
and her housemates/their homeboys were being nasty to her and excluding her from their gathering in her flat. so i went on the online domino's thing and ordered her a big pizza.
surprise deliveries of stuff are always gonna go down well
hur hur. go down. hur.
or so the housemate claimed, probably just wanted some domino's waffles
and then meeting my girlfriend at the metro stop after a crappy day with la duree macaroons.
It was once my ex's birthday, and we'd had a brutal breakup-esque thing, etc.. and I hadn't spoke to her for a longer than a month or so and we were NOT on good terms, complete opposite.
I remembered the year before (before we were going out)and i phoned her on her birthday said happy birthday which she obviously liked, and later when we were together she told me it was really good that I did that because none of her other friends phoned her that day. It was racking my brain that, come the next birthday when everything was horrible, and even though everything was terrible between us and I didn't want to see her and vice-versa, I couldn't not get in contact with her some way. What if I was the only one again? I just didn't want anything to upset her because deep down I loved her so much.
so what I did as an alternative to seeing her or talking to her; I bought a single stem rose from a shop during the day, and went round to her gate at 4 in the morning and hung it there with a tastefully green elastic band and a small note simply saying 'happy birthday xx' which she would've got when she woke up in the morning on the way to school, or her mum or dad would've got it n it would've been a bit embaressing. I didn't give a fuck what they thought, though (it would've only've been me that'd do something like that for her, so she knew it was me). I didn't know how to feel about it, but it was just my way of saying "even thought I'm not here, I am always still here for you" kind of thing. It was brutal, but I did it anyway. Aye, if that's romantic, then so be it. I didn't do it to impress her, i didn't have a choice, had to do something. Yeah, I'm not romantic, just genuine.
Actually hang on, that's not really romantic isn't it?
and then took him to a castle for a picnic. We split up a few weeks later. Also, I left uni and I moved to Cyprus to be with my ex.
...and make her drive me home.
man it was dull and full of of wafty types. I fell asleep.
I've done all the hair=out=of=face=being-sick thing. Not that romantic really.
is more about being accepting and tolerant. Soothing an ex who is barfing very loudly was probably the absolute LEAST romantic thing I've experienced.
I've never really done anything romantic - maybe flying out after two weeks of being with someone to join them on the eastern european travels. covering someone's ear while we were getting pelted by rain next to an 'interesting' power station. how romantic something is really depends on what the other person's reaction is, doesn't it?
Doing something because you know they will really like it and it being unexpected and extra-ordinary and there not being much in it for you is probably romantic. But you're still expecting a blowjob in return at the back of your midn.
Flying out to go on holiday ain't that romantic really.
I think that's quite a good indicator of its romantic credentials. It says alot more then some token gesture.
A girlfriend giving a subtle indication of how comfortable she is with you is far more romantic then plane tickets to Thailand.
you know, like the one at the beginning of 'Up', in which they show a couple falling in love, having picnics, taking a rowing boat out onto a lake, getting ice cream on each others noses etc. etc., but finishing off with her holding her face over the bowl and him keeping her tresses away from the splashback.
It's at that moment she realises that he is 'the one.'
I wub you.
There's still time, if you leave Manchester right now.
Save yourself for me my lover.
How do I get to yours?
Ask for Susan's house. First star on the right, straight on 'til morning.
therefore doing something like going on holiday and taking time out from a boring existence of barfing, waiting while your boyfriend urinates around the back of a shop because you can't be bothered to wait for the night bus to come and have decided to walk it, them watching shit tv with you IS by the dictionary definition 'romantic'.
The rest is 'mundane' therefore NOT romantic in the strict sense.
It always comes across as mawkish...like the living incarnation of a decorative plaque from Clinton Cards. And grand statements always burn a resentful hole in the memory of an ex girlfriend. That trip to Thailand will seem like rotting cloth once the inevitable break up happens.
Tiny moments are what counts. The rest can be folded into the sock drawer.
...girlfriends will probably say ''fuck all that tiny moments garb...where's my Porsche made of truffles and goblets?''
unless the person you're giving them to likes flowers A LOT
it's paradoxical that certain things are considered really romantic because when it comes to it,it's all about the individual and what they think is romantic isn't it?
personally, i'd hold back anyone (a friend's, at the least) hair while they were being sick but something that requires a lot, a lot, a lot, of effort i'd do for someone that I like.
I just meant ''Greeting Card tokenism''.
I think, from the male stand point, a protective attitude (as long as it's not over done) can be romantic. I still believe in chivalry.
I think gift giving is tired. It doesn't really show anything, and is rarely sincere. It's all abit too hollow.
A general engagement with your partner and the fundamental aspects of their being (not in any pseudo-spiritual sense) is romantic. Being able to work them out etc.
Also...arguing, while still knowing you'll be a complete unit when the storm has died down...that's romantic.
as opposed to what is standard in a relationship (working someone out is pretty much the fundamental basis for a relationship so i'd hope that things only built on that, rather than thinking it was a nice extra!)
It's a stupid term that covers shallow bases. You're kidding yourself if you think these formulaic gestures have any sort of significance. It's nice to get a ring, because it's nice to wear a ring, because rings look nice.
And working your partner out?? I've seen plenty of relationships that have faltered because they had no idea what the other one was thinking. Empathy is dead...especially amongst our generation.
1) surprised her by turning up on her doorstep in Bordeaux where she was staying for a year
2) randomly covered her room with notes telling her how much and what i loved about her
3) buying her a ring that she saw in a shop and said that she liked. Took me a few weeks to save up the cash and I had to find out her ring size.
Randomly buying her little gifts and flowers, and making her cards and stuff for her bdays etc.
pillows and fused together from the paste from his first devotion wank so it's not all bad.
and gave it to a girl i really liked in my class and said "when Sonic collects the rings, he collects them all for you"
i was 6 years old.
The most I done at the age of 6 was pull my ball bag over my cock and ask them to kiss the bullfrog.
I've never been romantic since. I mean I am very polite and courteous, like I'll hold open the door for them, get the drinks in and buy the odd present for them, but I don't see this as romantic as I do this for all my best friends anyway.