Things that neither one of us may ever understand because love is an emotion without limit and understanding. We know we love each other but we could never explain completely as to why we love each other. Love is not a clock. You simply cannot take it apart just to see what...
in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every...
Grief cannot be shared for it is mine alone.
Grief is a dying within me,a great emptiness,a frightening void.It is loneliness,a sickening sorrow at night,on awakening a terrible dread.Another’s words do not help.A reasoned argument explains little for having tried too...
Not having your boobs hanging out of your shirt, or your a$$ hanging out of your shorts?
Maybe not being able to see your ribs?
Or feel bones in your thighs?
Not wearing makeup?
Or maybe another word for "ugly" is SOCIETY.
the difference between the two words "COMPLETE and FINISHED". Some people say there is no difference between "COMPLETE and FINISHED" , but there is.
When you marry the right woman you are COMPLETE, and when you marry the wrong woman you are FINISHED. When your wife catches you...
as one who kept my priorities in the right order. We live in a changing world, but we need to be reminded that the important things have not changed, and the important things will not change, if we keep our priorities in proper order." -S. Truett Cathy
what will you want? Will you hug that college degree in the walnut frame? Will you ask to be carried to the garage so you can sit in your car? Will you find comfort in rereading your financial statement? Of course not. What will matter then will be people. If relationships...
and these notebooks my friends would write in. That we wrote our conversations in. I found some writing by my best friend and they were quoting someone (not sure who). Anyway, it says:
"I once heard that: 'Girls are like apples...the good ones are at the top of the tree. Boys...
and dominance and submission in the right context is a passionate art. A muse which ignites the flame of femininity, enrapturing both partners in complete euphoria, magnifying both the masculine and the feminine in one tantalizing unit.~Sai Marie Johnson