Day 64- Dear Past, Thanks for all the lessons. Dear Future, I’m ready.
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Tracks
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Designer Drugs - Into The Light <3
There are times when I want to take that head of yours and bang it on the concrete wall. :)
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"You can't expect someone to love you when you don't even love yourself."
I’ve gotten past the stage of being lonely, I know I’m fine on my own, but that doesn’t change my desire for a girlfriend. Some people think it’s pathetic to want a relationship, I personally think that they’re silly. I’m in love with the idea of being in love, there’s nothing in this world that I want more than someone to respect and care about me. I’m trying so hard to live by that quote above, I know that I have self esteem issues and inner battles with myself, but I want a girl that can help me overcome those things so that I can love myself. It’s common for me to look around at couples and wonder why I can’t be that boy, to wonder why I’m not good enough for anyone or to question what I’m doing wrong. I’m trying not to give up hope, I know that I’m not that good looking cutest boy ever, yet I’m also not the ugliest, but aren’t I good enough for someone out there? I’m really hard on myself because of this, the only girls that do come around are never interested in anything more than a few hook ups. I need more than that. I need respect, love, trust, faithfulness, morals, and more than anything I need, nothing less.
my childhood.. pretty much.
I’m not desperate for a relationship.
But I do miss the feeling of having someone that can make me smile and feel appreciated. Someone that will make calling and texting me the first and last thing she does everyday. Someone that will be there to hold me when I feel vulnerable. Someone that will look past my defects and love me for who I am. Someone that will give me butterflies in my stomach every time we’re together. Someone that I can call mine.
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poor ending for that boy.. ALL GIRL THE SAME!! :(
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We boys don’t get butterflies, we get fireworks. We don’t have you on our mind 24/7, but we do have you on our hearts. Often, yes we wait for you to go online, sometimes simply even just being online makes our heart skip a beat, even if we don’t talk. Whenever you talk to us, our face forms that half-smile; it means we are happy but are trying our hardest to not show it, and fail at hiding it. We do miss you all the time; granted, we’d spend all our time with you if possible. We don’t think of the smallest things you say, we think of every word you say, panicking at every single word, trying to define what it really means, to read between the lines. But wait there’s more.
We would love you in a million ways. And once we start loving you there is no going back for us. No matter how hard we try we will always love a girl that has touched us. Us boys when in love will think of that girl first thing in the morning, and think of that girl last before we sleep at night. Whenever we see a couple, our thoughts immediately jump to that girl, and imagine that the couple was us. Every single detail about her is loved; the way she walks, talks, speaks. The sound of her voice. Her laughter. The sparkle in her eyes. Her shy smile. The way she dresses. That cute face she makes when she’s asleep. And the way she says our name that our hearts just explode with mirth, a simple act that no-one else can replicate.
A boy in love with a girl is no simple thing, though ladies stereotype us guys as simple. A man in love is not simple. No. He will be unpredictable. He will be persistent, stubborn, and given the circumstances, if it means carrying you from one side of the world to the other to win your heart, a man in love would. He will be a martyr, giving his all and asking for almost none. He will show you how to appreciate the beauty of the world in a thousand ways, and then he will tell you how much he appreciates your beauty in a million ways.
A man in love is no simple thing.
reblogging again because of this ^
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When I was a kid, I didn’t have a laptop, iPod, Blackberry, PS3, Wifi or iPads. I played outside with friends, bruised my knees, made up stories and played hide and seek. I ate what my mom made. I would think twice before I said “no” to my parents. Life wasn’t hard, it was good & I survived. Kids these days are spoiled. Re-post this if you appreciate the way you were raised. I think we were happier kids.
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Have you ever bumped into your ex ?
The one you fell in love with ? The one who made you the happiest & cried the hardest ? The one that made you feel like you were the most special thing on Earth ? Once you see that person, you either look down on the ground while your bodies pass one another, you look at them straight in the eye with a smile that may seem like you’re OK, or you go up to them and give them a hug you’d never let go. It’s hard to see that person with someone else. You start to think that they’re better off without you, while you feel like a fool who can’t move on. Just a glimpse of that person, your mind is filled with memories you guys share. From your first date, your first hug, your first kiss, to your last. Nothing can erase the memories you had with each other. You simply can’t let go of feelings & emotions towards someone like that. It takes time. But, even with time, there will still be a piece of you that loves that person.
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And I remember it all. I remember what shirts you wore, I remember the first text you sent to me. I remember your laughter, your smell, I remember the exact day of our first kiss. I remember every feeling I felt, I remember all the hopes I had, I remember everything I gave up. I remember how my life changed, I remember the things you said, I remember the first time you whispered those three words. I remember your shy smile, the way you played with my hair, the way you held me so tight I couldn’t breathe but I loved it more than anything else. I remember our first kiss, I remember the way your face looked so close to mine, I remember the way my fingers fit so perfectly into yours. I remember everything about you; your perfect hair and your gorgeous face and the way you could never do anything wrong. But I also remember the last day, the last kiss, the last text. I remember all the tears I cried, I remember feeling worthless, I remember waiting by my phone for a text that never came. I remember the lack of explanation, I remember being shoved away like I never meant anything to you at all. I remember feeling used and broken and like nobody understood, especially not you. I remember wondering how you could know everything about me, how I could give you every single piece of me and still not be enough for you. I remember each thing that made me smile, and each thing that made me cry. I remember thinking about you, dreaming about you, and wishing for you. I remember believing with all my heart that it would happen, expecting forever, and having my forever cut short. I remember drifting away from you, and drifting back to this relationship we like to call a friendship. But you and me, we can never be friends. There’s always been something more in the way we look at each other, and you know it. So here I am, looking at you, feeling all the emotions I’ve always felt when I look at you. I know we can never have back what we had before, but maybe we can start something new. I love you. And I remember. Tell me you remember, too.
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