I love how you hold me. I love how you tell me I’m beautiful. I love how you look at me funny when I say something stupid. I love how you make me happy. I love how you smile when I see you. I love how you laugh when I say something random, or stupid. I love the face you make when I snort when I laugh. I love how you ask me if I’m alright when I cant stop laughing. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me I look cute. I love how you like my pajamas. I love how you talk about music for hours. I love how you say sweet things to me. I love how you whisper in my ear when it’s really quiet. I love how you squeeze me so hard when I hug you. I love how I can talk to you for hours about anything, and you listen, and I listen. I love how we call each other as soon as we wake up. I love how you sound when I wake you up. I love how my dog has more sex with you than I do, just kidding. I love how you want to spend every day with me. I love how you squeeze my hand. I love how you rub my back, and kiss my neck. I love how you lay next to me, and tell me that everything’s perfect. I love how everything is perfect. I love how you see the person I really am. I love how you say we are perfect for each other. I love how you make me cry, but not because I’m upset or sad, or you hurt me, but because you made me the happiest person ever. I love how I wake up in the morning for you. I love how I anticipate seeing you. I love how you kiss me. I love how I look at the empty space in my bed, and wish you were filling it. I love how I get nervous when I see you, but feel more comfortable with you than I do with anyone else. I love how my parents love you. I love how you deal with my picky eating habits. I love how you worry about me, and take care of me. I love how you pay for me when we go places. I love how you insist everything will be alright, and make me feel at ease. I love how you keep me warm when I’m cold. I love how you give me weird looks at awkward moments. I love how you stop everything for me. I love how I’m important to you. I love how I make you happy. I love how you make me happy. I love how you make sure I stay in line. I love how I only want to be with you. I love how I only think about you. I love how I stop everything because I get distracted and have to call you. I love how you get jealous. I love how you are when you are with your family. I love being with your family. I love how I can see myself with you forever. I love how we talk about being together forever. I love how you think I have cute feet. I love how you tickle me. I love how you get mad when someone says something to upset me. I love everything about you.
"Love is when you sit on the internet all day and look for love quotes" Love, laugh and live as hard as you can.
29 Oktober 2010
12 Oktober 2010
ayat jiwang
When I'm not there... do you think of me? When you're sad and something's bothering you... do you wish I were there to help comfort you? When you've had a long hard day... do you smile knowing that soon you'll be seeing me, and everything will seem better, even if it's just for a moment? When you lay down at night... do you look back and cherish the new memories you've made with me? And when you get up in the morning, does everything inside of you smile, knowing that this will be another day that we'll be together? because that's how I think of you...
02 Oktober 2010
change
When we say things like 'people' don't change, It drives scientists crazy..Because change is literally The only constant in all of
science. Energy...Matter...It's always changing... Morphing... Merging...
Growing... Dying. It's the way people try not to change that's unnatural... The way we cling to what things were Instead of letting them be what they are...The way we cling to old memories Instead of forming new ones... The way we insist on believing...Despite every scientific indication... That anything in this lifetime is permanent. Change is constant. How we experience change..That's up to us. It can feel like death... Or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, Loosen our grips, Go with it... It can feel like pure adrenaline... Like at any moment... We can have another chance at life... We canbe born all over again.
science. Energy...Matter...It's always changing... Morphing... Merging...
Growing... Dying. It's the way people try not to change that's unnatural... The way we cling to what things were Instead of letting them be what they are...The way we cling to old memories Instead of forming new ones... The way we insist on believing...Despite every scientific indication... That anything in this lifetime is permanent. Change is constant. How we experience change..That's up to us. It can feel like death... Or it can feel like a second chance at life. If we open our fingers, Loosen our grips, Go with it... It can feel like pure adrenaline... Like at any moment... We can have another chance at life... We canbe born all over again.
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