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I really love the sleepy voice.
When you wake him up from a deep sleep and his voice sounds like he just got done having mind-blowing sex with you. I love that.
I love bedroom eyes. Half open, half awake, bedroom eyes. When you're sleeping next to him and he wakes up suddenly, looks down at you with those heavy eyes, pulls you closer and gives you that tired smirk. Maybe a little grunt. Ugh. Makes my heart ache.
Who is this "he"? I have no idea. Maybe you can tell me.
Let's just talk about something thats been irritating me lately...
Honesty.
When did it become a commitment to be honest? The world makes so much more sense when you're honest with yourself and other people. Not rude, honest. Mature. Telling someone that you like or don't like them even if they didn't ask. Why? Because it's the right thing to do. But there's always that uneasy feeling that comes with honesty. That "maybe I've said too much" feeling. Do you know why we get these feelings? Because honesty is cliche these days. I don't get it. The mannerisms of 50 years ago would be considered creepy today and that truly saddens me.
Life's too short to spend your time being depressed about the opposite sex. Either you have someone or you don't. Kids these days waste too much time trying to find their "true love" or their someone to marry. Dear God. You're just a kid. Live it up, you're only young once. That's a big part of the reason I'm no longer with Dan. I can't spend all my time with one person if I haven't really gotten a chance to put myself out there. Yeah, I've dated a few people who weren't him. But there are so many more fish in the sea. I was upset or angry with him more than I was happy.
And someone is only worth your time if they NEVER make you upset.
That's all.
When you wake him up from a deep sleep and his voice sounds like he just got done having mind-blowing sex with you. I love that.
I love bedroom eyes. Half open, half awake, bedroom eyes. When you're sleeping next to him and he wakes up suddenly, looks down at you with those heavy eyes, pulls you closer and gives you that tired smirk. Maybe a little grunt. Ugh. Makes my heart ache.
Who is this "he"? I have no idea. Maybe you can tell me.
Let's just talk about something thats been irritating me lately...
Honesty.
When did it become a commitment to be honest? The world makes so much more sense when you're honest with yourself and other people. Not rude, honest. Mature. Telling someone that you like or don't like them even if they didn't ask. Why? Because it's the right thing to do. But there's always that uneasy feeling that comes with honesty. That "maybe I've said too much" feeling. Do you know why we get these feelings? Because honesty is cliche these days. I don't get it. The mannerisms of 50 years ago would be considered creepy today and that truly saddens me.
Life's too short to spend your time being depressed about the opposite sex. Either you have someone or you don't. Kids these days waste too much time trying to find their "true love" or their someone to marry. Dear God. You're just a kid. Live it up, you're only young once. That's a big part of the reason I'm no longer with Dan. I can't spend all my time with one person if I haven't really gotten a chance to put myself out there. Yeah, I've dated a few people who weren't him. But there are so many more fish in the sea. I was upset or angry with him more than I was happy.
And someone is only worth your time if they NEVER make you upset.
That's all.