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Things have a way of working out. Things also have a way of not working out. |
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falling in love can happen once and a while the big thing's later. (um, in my experience) the real part is when someone knows all of the bad things about you, (some you don't want to admit to yourself) and you can hang out and make stuff together and get mad and throw stuff and make a mess and you don't worry about gaining ten pounds and they remember that you don't like ice but when they don't remember that's ok too. then really bad things happen and lots of hurting but you're stronger and closer together in the end and you don't worry what they think because you know. you can become the stinky young cat women at 20, but only i think, if you try very hard. |
I made out with some boy on some porch at some party. he was really attractive but everything he said repulsed me. so I thought, well, if we kiss, he can't talk anymore. also, I discovered the joy of kissing last week. before that I hadn't kissed anyone in years. I wanted to see if it worked with other people too. it doesn't. I think you have to care about the other person for it to be fun. or maybe I was just too goddamn drunk. |
I had to buy 14 huge cans of cat food at the supermarket as Lucy (mums cat) has five babies (Tubby, The Eye One, The Shy One, Bangle and The Grey One) who have started eating (plus she has two other cats, Duff and Misty), and this man behind me hit on me - asking me why i had to buy so much cat food (so see strange cat ladies get hit on), and I told him and he had nice eyes and I should of said something but I am an idiot so a chance was lost, but thats okay - because I made conversation with a babe. yay ME. then again maybe he wasnt hitting on me and he just really wanted to know why i bought so much cat food which would make him a really strange person so maybe thats good that I didnt embarass myself by asking for his number. wooo prehaps it was a lucky escape. |
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second. i think that love doesn't limit itself to ages. i have experienced being in love. heather was touching the things that i experienced. i'll try being happier, not for you, but for me. |
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I have this idea that the best thing about being in love is coming silently into a room where your loved one is absorbed in something, looking at him/her/it and realizing that s/he/it loves you as much as you love him/her/it. I have yet to test this hypothesis. |
nord lead 3... love. |
I fell in love when I was twenty-one, and no one can tell me that I didn't, or that I didn't know what love was. I knew what it was, even if I can't explain it. I was in it. trust me. nothing else in the world feels like that. I don't want that again. all I want now is deep caring and physical attraction. |
and not with the grump. I believe this is a good step. As long as I dont fall. |
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I ferget. I think Love is like the perfect wave. You just have to go to the beach/hang in the surf & wait for it. Sure/you have to amuse yrself w/lesser waves while you're waiting/otherwise you won't develope the skills to handle the perfect one. But you must also be careful not to get too banged up/or broken into pieces/or eaten by a shark/while you're passing the time. And when that perfect one finally comes along/you know. And you go for it. And even if you crash/in the end/it was worth the wait. |