open minded..
impulsive..
moody..
i love my son..
i love chocolates and cigarettes..
i love rainy days..
i love to eat..
i love to drink when i'm down..
i love books..
i hate pretending..
i hate wearing formal clothes..
i hate irate callers..
i hate stats..
i hate living with others expectations..
i hate discrimination..
i hate my x-husband..
i always want to travel.. hope ill be given chance for that..
i want to go on vacation..
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haaayyy.. this is so sad.. keeping it to yourself so nothing will change..
Source: icanread
to love a person is to accept who he really is, to understand what makes him feel human, to understand his ways, to let him be, to give him time with his friends, and to accept the fact that he cannot love you back the way you love him.. and to let go when it really hurts and you feel helpless..
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I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.
Delicious Ambiguity.
Source: kari-shma
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I want a guy who’s not scared to laugh at me and call me a loser when I do something dumb, a guy that’ll run up behind me and cover my eyes and ask me to guess who he is, even though it’s pretty obvious, a guy who hides behind a corner and jumps out to scare me, so he’d have a reason to hold me, a guy that leaves me numerous voicemails, just because, a guy that’d call to wake me up in the morning because he wants to be the first voice I hear each day, a guy that would never let go of my hand, a guy that would look me in the eyes and tell me he loves me and mean it. A guy that treats me differently from everyone else. A guy with a cold image but only I* would understand how caring he is, inside.
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Post reblogged from Potatoes Potate. with 14 notes
I want a guy who’s not scared to laugh at me and call me a loser when I do something dumb, a guy that’ll run up behind me and cover my eyes and ask me to guess who he is, even though it’s pretty obvious, a guy who hides behind a corner and jumps out to scare me, so he’d have a reason to hold me, a guy that leaves me numerous voicemails, just because, a guy that’d call to wake me up in the morning because he wants to be the first voice I hear each day, a guy that would never let go of my hand, a guy that would look me in the eyes and tell me he loves me and mean it. A guy that treats me differently from everyone else. A guy with a cold image but only I* would understand how caring he is, inside.
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I have been thinking… what if there is a person who has a parallel life to mine? What if we go through the same things but we just don’t know about each other? What if we are reading the same book simultaneously and use the same toothpaste, drink the same brand of coffee, and order the same kind of sushi? What if we laugh at the same stupid stuff, and share the same pet peeves? Imagine what if we were born in the same year, in the same month, and on the same day? What if he too forgot his umbrella at home today, and it is pouring where he lives like it is pouring here? What if we are soul mates, it’s just that we will never meet? But parallel lines do meet conceptually in infinity, and maybe as I am thinking this, he is thinking about me, and our minds meet, conceptually, in infinity, breaking free from our bodies.
by: Glory Szabo (via quote-book)
what if?
Source: quote-book
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