My father once told me that I do not have people skills. I always seem to drift off when people start talking to me, I enjoy my made up scenarios far more than whatever dialogue I am being dragged into.
you would recoil in horror at the mere thought of crushing a cockroach you would not even kill an ant, no then you stabbed me repeatedly until I had to hold my insides in with my hands and fight for air my body remembers being your punching bag your mattress your safe space your well the place from which you would fill yourself - and pour it all out on someone else.
Upper lip resting on my Cupid's bow, you whisper breathily, "How do you wish to be kissed? The lover shudders at the pretty lady, He wants to understand her philosophy.
Simultaneously, my curiosity piqued and feeling pissed. The lion likes to chase the empress, Especially when she's dressed to impress.
The original little bough is no longer recognizable; it has become a childÃ¢â¬â¢s plaything very pretty to see.
The tiniest twigs no bigger than a tom-titÃ¢â¬â¢s claw are encrusted with an infinity of little crystals scintillating and dazzling.
Both are bad for your health, make you "smell" worse to others, and cause you to pick up annoying repetitive habits, whether it's constantly wanting something in your mouth (smoking) or anxiously checking e-mail (unrequited love). --Robert Seidenberg Now by these presents let me assure you that you are not only in my heart, but my veins, this morning. https://kirk.is/2019/03/03/ - I wrote a medium-long ramble/review about it.
Since 12th of April I have been writing The Story of My Life. " --Dilbert "I've got to stop getting obsessed with human beings and fall in love with a chair.
Smoking gets you outside where as otherwise you might stick yourself in the office all day, unrequited love gets you to write amusing bon mots where as otherwise you might write nothing but pedestrian e-mail. After over 20 years I remember how you stroke my hair (on that wonderful cruise). Two or three months later, through the effects of the waters saturated with salt which soak the bough and then let it dry as they recede, the miners find it covered with a shining deposit of crystals.
But on the other hand, both have a certain glamour, give us something to do with ourselves, and have a huge deserved mystique and romantic history behind them. I turn from you half abashed--yet you haunt me, and some look, word or touch thrills through my whole frame--yes, at the very moment when I am labouring to think of something, if not somebody, else. though I am forced to add dear--which is a call back-- --Mary Wollstonecraft to William Godwin The pleasures of love are always in proportion to the fear. I think it's worth reading, but if not, here are the good quotes I mentioned (none actually from the book) "Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: youÃ¢â¬â¢re so cool, youÃ¢â¬â¢re so cool, youÃ¢â¬â¢re so cool" --The Movie "True Romance" "You're sort of everything I've ever wanted You're not perfect, but I love you anyhow You're the woman that I've always dreamed off Well, not really, but you're good enough for now" --Weird Al "In the salt mines, nearing the end of the winter season, the miners will throw a leafless wintry bough into one of the abandoned workings.
Then as if in a dream I saw his energy; The outline of a shadowed form, Surrounded by a pink angelic light; I recognized his stride immediately.
He was to meet me where mountains meet the sea; "How will I recognize you? Yet anticipating, he penned, "You will know me." With views of the cliffs, I was planted below in the lea; At last he emerged from the sun's glare; I strained impatiently.