just want to be hot, just want to be sexy
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
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I want someone that looks at me and sees their future, that looks in my eyes and not only thinks they are beautiful but looks into them and sees the emotion behind. They say your eyes tell the truth behind every expression, well I want to find someone that would know how I’m feeling before I even opened them. Someone that would make me laugh, make me smile make me cry, the power to do all of these things only because my personality is so clear to them that they know exactly how I work.
To know someone so well that you know exactly how their hair sits when it dries, how their breath smells when they wake up, how they look when they are happy when they are sad when they don’t know how they feel.
You only have to look at each other for comfort, just a touch or a glance could make or break you.
That unparalleled feeling that you feel when you’re apart, like a gravitational pull between two people that knows no limits.
Is it really better to have had all of this and lost it or never at all?
You don’t know what you have until it’s gone so if you’ve never had it you aren’t deprived when you lose it. However, is it so great that to have that magic grace your life for, even for a second that it’s worth the dense feeling of loss. A void that knows no limits; has no criteria, when it knows, it’s knows.
Science, it may have a place here. We do not have the capacity to understand it yet. So what do we do? Fall blindly in love , head over heels. We know not of the time scale or the consequences of this thing we call love yet we seek it whether we admit it to ourselves or not.
All we can hope is that we find someone who we can share this phenomenon with and that science will be on our side, we do the best we can to stumble through, try to make it work. We make children, a product of love, a piece of evidence to justify the feelings we still don’t understand. The love you have for your child, it’s even stronger a mixture of you and the person you are drawn too. You look into your child’s eyes and it’s like looking into your loved ones eyes whilst a reflection of yours is also present.
Science has no place here, it’s at this moment when you first look into your babies eyes that you feel it in it’s purest form.
Love.
I want someone that looks at me and sees their future, that looks in my eyes and not only thinks they are beautiful but looks into them and sees the emotion behind. They say your eyes tell the truth behind every expression, well I want to find someone that would know how I’m feeling before I even opened them. Someone that would make me laugh, make me smile make me cry, the power to do all of these things only because my personality is so clear to them that they know exactly how I work.
To know someone so well that you know exactly how their hair sits when it dries, how their breath smells when they wake up, how they look when they are happy when they are sad when they don’t know how they feel.
You only have to look at each other for comfort, just a touch or a glance could make or break you.
That unparalleled feeling that you feel when you’re apart, like a gravitational pull between two people that knows no limits.
Is it really better to have had all of this and lost it or never at all?
You don’t know what you have until it’s gone so if you’ve never had it you aren’t deprived when you lose it. However, is it so great that to have that magic grace your life for, even for a second that it’s worth the dense feeling of loss. A void that knows no limits; has no criteria, when it knows, it’s knows.
Science, it may have a place here. We do not have the capacity to understand it yet. So what do we do? Fall blindly in love , head over heels. We know not of the time scale or the consequences of this thing we call love yet we seek it whether we admit it to ourselves or not.
All we can hope is that we find someone who we can share this phenomenon with and that science will be on our side, we do the best we can to stumble through, try to make it work. We make children, a product of love, a piece of evidence to justify the feelings we still don’t understand. The love you have for your child, it’s even stronger a mixture of you and the person you are drawn too. You look into your child’s eyes and it’s like looking into your loved ones eyes whilst a reflection of yours is also present.
Science has no place here, it’s at this moment when you first look into your child’s eyes that you feel it in it’s purest form.
Love.
This is what happiness looks like
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This is my dream.
Someone has planned my wedding for me
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I just want someone who will understand me and love me but I fear if I don’t even understand or love myself then how will anyone else
Yesterday I was talking to someone about clubbing and I said ‘Do you ever get in those moods where you just wanna drink and you don’t care if you wake up or not?’ He looked at me like I was a freak and I laughed and joked saying it was deep and I didn’t mean it like that… It’s sad that this feeling has become so normal to me that I forget most people don’t have anything like that even cross their minds.
I just wanna get out my own head.
I hate it
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