What if you began a serious relationship with someone..
 

..and you really wanted this person in your life. How much of your past would you be willing to share (if he/she asked). What, if anything, would you sort of want to "save" for later in the relationship? Are there things wouldn't ever want he/she to know?
I know I have done some shit that I hope will never come back to haunt me.
Blah.

Generally I ask my girlfriend things I want to know and then regret being told it. Though sometimes she's admitted to just telling me things I want to hear and that makes me more angry actually.

Though with me... I've never really did any regretful things.

I have always been completely, brutally, 100% honest about everything I've ever done, in history. This has gained me much respect, as well as alienated everyone around me at certain points. I do feel that you don't have to really volunteer every little detail... but if you get asked about it, you might as well be honest.

So you wont be telling her about that time you shot a man in Reno just to watch him die?

I'm a fan of full disclosure (if asked).

otherwise, any relationship you start will be built on shakey ground.

find somebody who loves you and yr faults imo.

I not only watched him die, I ate his corpse.

If asked I will provide all info and details, but I never ask. as long as it does not involve the risk of police breaking down my door, (or a drug dealer/pimp looking for his money) then the past is the past and I will wait until the other person divulges what she wants to.

There's a lotta things about me you don't know anything about, Dottie. Things you wouldn't understand. Things you couldn't understand. Things you shouldn't understand.

I don't understand.

You don't wanna get mixed up with a guy like me. I'm a loner, Dottie. A rebel. So long, Dott.

^^^Is that Peter Hook?

"don't ask, don't tell"

I believe in a goodly amount of creative omitting of details.

I generally date children, as they're too young to have a history for me to get pissed over.

you gotta keep some of your shit for yourself.
i'd feel naked if i did not have any secrets and shared everything with my partner.

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my relationships have generally been based on a need to know basis. if they need to know i will tell them the truth if asked directly. if i need to know they better tell me the truth or suffer my wrath.

So be proud and naked! Stand tall, hands at your hips, chin up, dick swaying mightily in the wind.

My deep dark secret is that I like to pretend that I have a sordid past.

I need my secrets...but I try to be honest as possible.

The worst secrets we hide from ourselves.

I'm not as somebody said gonna volunteer everything but i'm definitely obliged to tell somebody who i care about and listen to the truth. If someone hates you for it, yr friendship/relationship with them probably wouldn't have meant that much anyway

whatever you say... slut.

I'll always be honest if asked but I really don't have anything that's worthy of being a secret.

I'm a firm believer in being honest and open. BUT, there is a lot of shit that I know and saw that I don't want to think about. So, I usually tell whoever it is I want to start a relationship this and they are cool about it, the majority of the time anyways.

I had a girl call me names and hurt my feelings because I told her I had to visit a homboy in jail. She preferred that I dismiss him as a ''worthless dumb-fuck criminal and let him rot''.

I don't think I would be in a relationship with anyone who doesn't know the shit I've gone through because it's a part of me. Just how it works I guess.

Shifty, are you..."black"?

''no''

are you asking if it is okay to lie to keep someone in yr life, because you think they'd leave if you told them the truth? Doesn't that already tell you a lot about where it is headed?


There are some questions I dont answer when boyshape asks, but only because they are amusing silly questions and amusing silly answers are more fun than the real ones. There is nothing major or traumatic or dumb things I've done or even slightly bad hiccups in my past that boyshape does not know about.

Damn it, I can't post hypothetical dirty secrets without insinuating it of the last poster by consequence.

No fun.

Christ, you sound like you've been to vietnam?

hi, my name is floatlyslowing and I'm a black man living in amerikkka, who's looking for a queen.

no, not that kind of queen, mongLords. a nubian princess ascended.

we will begin our relationship high upon the pillar of truth.

nubian princesses are the worst in public libraries, with their armful of Alice Walkers and their beads, talking loudly about 'histories'.

I tend to go with honesty, but not pathological honesty. Personally, I'm happy enough if a broad like country and doesn't mind the smell too much, I don't really need to know that she deliberately gave her BFF a bad haircut 20 years ago.

I broke off my last relationship with a girl (some-odd 13 years ago) because she secretly liked country. and what a shit kind of music that is; cuntry.


true story.

I like some country too. Does that mean, according to the Floatingslowly Culture Index, that I smell?

You should tell thjem you have diseases if you gonna fuck

you should tell them that you have had trouble with the law, if it could affect them

you should tell them if you fucked their best friends before.

dear rob: I fucked yr best friend. I'm sorry. :(


that depends. I like OLD country. the kind where people did lots of drugs and killing. the new "yeeeehawwww!"-"you keecked mah dawg"-"my cousin is my wife" kind of country can get fucked. it's disney for cowboys. Imma city slicker. *spits*

He enjoyed it. s'allright