Dear you.
Yeah you.
You know what? Yeah, I dont either.
Why do you live where you do? Why are you going where you must? You should be here. Now.
I want...
You.
... to dance with me, its the only time i get to put my face right next to yours and smell that sweet tangy smell only you seem to have.
Why does everyone seem to smell different? Its completely unique to that person, a mystery of the human chemistry, as someone wiser than I said. Then, when you cant have that one particular smell, or it leaves you, everything and everyone seems to remind you of it. You turn around and expect to see that person, only to see it was just unconcous hallucinations of what you want.
It's maddening.
Is your brain designed to want things it cant have? Are people more appealing when you know they're leaving, or there's something stopping the two of you from getting together? Probably. Doesnt make it any easier.
Blah. Yeah, its getting that time, of year. The weather is getting nicer, and i'm still very single. Baaad combo. Seems like everyone is turning an eye to look at each other. I talk, i flirt, i go out to bars. I meed a lot of promising people, even more who arent even close. I'll get one.
They're out there. I dont believe in soulmates or fate, to that extent. I beleive i can find qualities in any number of people, they just have to reach a high enough standard. Unfortunately (or fortunately, i cant seem to decide) that standard is pretty high. In recent dating history, i've let looks cloud my judgement as to quality of personality, education, sociability, and the ability to watch hours of kung-fu movies for on end while curled up under blankets. I wont let that happen again.
Quality of personality is absolutely key to me right now. I'm not settling, i'm not going through another 6 months of bickering and arguing, trying to defend my lifestyle and who I am. I come as-is, and i demand a lot. If you cant handle that, you're not the one for me.
I need to get back to parts of my life i've abandoned. Parts of my life that I love, that just havent gotten the time they deserve. The first of those is myself. Self image++
Dear me:
Come on asshole, sieze the day.
Yeah you.
You know what? Yeah, I dont either.
Why do you live where you do? Why are you going where you must? You should be here. Now.
I want...
You.
... to dance with me, its the only time i get to put my face right next to yours and smell that sweet tangy smell only you seem to have.
Why does everyone seem to smell different? Its completely unique to that person, a mystery of the human chemistry, as someone wiser than I said. Then, when you cant have that one particular smell, or it leaves you, everything and everyone seems to remind you of it. You turn around and expect to see that person, only to see it was just unconcous hallucinations of what you want.
It's maddening.
Is your brain designed to want things it cant have? Are people more appealing when you know they're leaving, or there's something stopping the two of you from getting together? Probably. Doesnt make it any easier.
Blah. Yeah, its getting that time, of year. The weather is getting nicer, and i'm still very single. Baaad combo. Seems like everyone is turning an eye to look at each other. I talk, i flirt, i go out to bars. I meed a lot of promising people, even more who arent even close. I'll get one.
They're out there. I dont believe in soulmates or fate, to that extent. I beleive i can find qualities in any number of people, they just have to reach a high enough standard. Unfortunately (or fortunately, i cant seem to decide) that standard is pretty high. In recent dating history, i've let looks cloud my judgement as to quality of personality, education, sociability, and the ability to watch hours of kung-fu movies for on end while curled up under blankets. I wont let that happen again.
Quality of personality is absolutely key to me right now. I'm not settling, i'm not going through another 6 months of bickering and arguing, trying to defend my lifestyle and who I am. I come as-is, and i demand a lot. If you cant handle that, you're not the one for me.
I need to get back to parts of my life i've abandoned. Parts of my life that I love, that just havent gotten the time they deserve. The first of those is myself. Self image++
Dear me:
Come on asshole, sieze the day.
apparently when you stop looking you find the person of your dreams.. hmmmm..