“Don’t hate valentines day. If you’re in a relationship, love it. if you’re single, love it. It doesn’t matter if you have someone or not. Its the idea of love, loving and being loved. Theres never enough love in the world!”—Gigi Cruz
isn’t that some sort of golden rule, or something?
I know reaching out, helping someone you truly care about should warrant enough good feelings that you shouldn’t expect anything in return. But, can’t this be an exception of some sort? I’ve been through hell and ba-..nope, still in hell because of you and this situation, and I still get nothing. I REACHED OUT TO YOU, and I get nothing.
Selfish of me? I think I actually spared your feelings. I could have taken a real stab at you because of how vulnerable you are at the moment. I thought about it real hard, for about 2 minutes, before I realized that I’m not that evil. I’m really not a horrible person. I JUST HAVE FEELINGS TOO. I think people are beginning to forget that about me. The only problem is, I care about your feelings, and you, way too much for my own good.
And I get nothing in return.
Helping someone that you really, truly, deeply care about should feel good. Then, why do I feel so bad?
(AGREE with everything! we’re good people thats why gail. its not fair. <3)
Keep around the people who understand you the best. Who don’t take you for granted. Keep around the people who you can enjoy the little things with you. Who don’t forget how special you really are. Keep around people who except you for your dorky ways. Who don’t leave you out. Keep around people who are just as crazy as you are. Who don’t judge you. Keep around people who love you as much as you do. Who doesn’t make you do all the work in the friendship. Keeep around people who look out for you. Who doesn’t only think about their own benefit first. Keep around people who make you happy. Who doesn’t make you question why you guys are friends to begin with.
Females who call themselves dimes, silver dollas, or just money in general can't seem to comprehend that the real beauty a woman has is priceless. You see, those coins get flipped and them dollas get ripped but diamonds are forever.
“Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.”—Sigmund Freud (via french)
I didn’t write this, but it’s still a good read (for females or males who wonder what a woman of virtue looks for in a man). Food for thought- don’t let it go to waste:
In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question “What kind of man are you looking for?” She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, “Do you really want to know?” Reluctantly, he said, “Yes.” She began to expound… “As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man…or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, “What can you bring to the table?” The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, “I am not referring to money. “I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life. ”He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.
She said, “I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man. I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked…believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don’t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded. I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive…he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself. When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, “You are asking a lot.
Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you’d like me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone..