"Shut up and kiss me." Is like one of my favorite phrases.
I don’t need to keep up being nice, do you know the difference between nice and pleasant? I think I’m pleasant… We can keep talking but you know being Anon technically makes our conversation public. If you’re okay with that, then so be it. :)
Thanks M… Please think about revealing yourself to me, I’m a good egg I don’t judge people, I am very friendly and approachable, I like making new friends. I hope one day you will change your mind, meanwhile please keep talking to me when you have the most convenient time. :)
Hazy hugs to you :)
Could you please tell me who you are? I need you! I want you to be significant in my life… right meow …puhleeeeze???
“Remember: history is never yet made. It is to be left at the hands of the steady and steadfast to chart a course against highbrow tides. Will you render or will you rise? We make history.”
“ For the yearning to be one with the immensity of space was the greatest dream, to which all other dreams of my spirit followed: reading learnt of the joys of reading through reading about why stars twinkle, science learnt of the insatiable desire for breadth of knowledge, flying and the wonder in spreading of the human spirit’s wings, drawing learnt to paint of the picturesque skies. To which set the precipice for understanding of life, understanding for joy, and eventually sorrow and its meaning. Most of all, the proclivity for our mortality, and our possible immortality, this was the dream to all dreams flowed- the dream for the stars.”
let me hug you bae thank youuuuuuuuu <3
So, two times this week I’ve been told that I have a “juvenile” and “naive” outlook on relationships. Both of which I have been called before, but somehow it struck a nerve this time.
The first male who told me this was a supervisor at work who advised me to be more “slutty” and also to not expect guys to not cheat in relationships, that any guy would cheat if given the chance. He also made an advance on me which I denied (hes also married). He then told me I was too “old fashioned” and naive to have such standards. This didn’t really bother me, until I heard it again, the other night. I was on a date with a guy, and when he tried to have sex with me I said no. (I hadn’t only met him once before) He blamed my reluctance on shyness and said that I had juvenile values when it comes to dating.
This surprised me. A somewhat sad realization popped up in my mind that maybe I really am naive. Maybe people are just like this.
You are in love with my being,
my kneecaps and my fingertips and all.
You are in love with my ability to hold and keep scars.
You are in love with the part of me I show you,
in verse and in hidden black and white blurs.
You are in love with the rawness of me,
but I don’t understand why you must be this way.
But you and I are human
and we are constrained by time
and our tendency to die.
So if you love me,
tell me in no uncertain terms.
Tell me that you love me
so that I can love you.
I will grow to love entire armies.
Also, usually I don’t keep anonymous messages,
but for you
I shall make an exception.
You, I shall keep.