This is me!
1.Love me, hate me - either way you're thinking of me!
2.WARNING: I have an attitude and I know how to use it!
3.I'm so HOT - I make fire!
4.My daily routine: Get up. Be awesome. Go back to bed.
5.When I get lonely I set my phone's alarm to go off every 15 minutes and imagine people are texting me.
6.Perhaps I could be of assistance? After all, I happen to be awesome.
7.I have a disease called AWESOME. Kiss me I'm contagious!
8.I meant to behave, but there were so many other options.
9.I wish Facebook would notify me when someone delete's me. That way I could 'Like' it.
10.Take me as I am, or watch me as I go.
11.I live in a world of fantasy, so keep your reality away from me!
12.I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and and 90% how I react to it.
13.My life motto is simple: Follow your dreams...
14.I can resist everything except temptation!
15.I'm not a cougar, I'm a jaguar!
16.I'm not immature...I just know how to have fun!
17.I respect those who respect me and forget those who forget me. Simple as that.
18.I am old enough to know better - but young enough to still do it anyway!
19.Everyone I know is either getting married or pregnant. I'm just getting more AWESOME!
20.I don't look back - Unless there's a good view!
21.I drink coffee... For your protection.
22.I'm slow to trust, but quick to love. I wish too hard and I give too much. I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I promise I'm worth it!
23.I believe what we do flows from who we are.
24.I am athletic. I surf the net.
25.I don't pretend to be someone I'm not... But if you'd like to see me as someone who is gorgeous, rich and famous that's fine with me.
26.I'm not unlucky in love - I'm just extremely good at being single!
27.I'm not shy; I'm just holding back my AWESOMENESS so I don't intimidate you.
28.Strangers think I'm quiet. Friends think I'm outgoing. My best friend thinks I'm insane.
29.Love me when I least deserve it because that's when I really need it.
30.I am who I am and your approval isn't needed!
31.Admit it. Life would be so boring without me!
32.I forgot to go to the gym yesterday. That's 10 years in a row!
33.This is me! What you see is what you get.
34.I am the yummy pie!
35.I'm not lazy - I just run on energy saving mode!
36.I'm not afraid of failing... Which is why I do it all the time!
37.If I had to describe my personality - I'd say good looking.
38.Normal people worry me!
39.I'm not overweight. God just loved my body so much he made more of me!
40.If I say "The other day" it can mean any time up to a year ago.
41.You talk it. I LIVE it.
42.I do what I must, and my friends will adjust!
43.I am here not for your entertainment!
44.I am still waiting for blessings which aren't in disguise.
45.I cover my mouth when I cough, so people don't catch my awesomeness.
46.Yeah I'm F.I.N.E. (F)alling apart, (I)nsecure, (N)eeding help, (E)verything's wrong.
47.will be continue.....
He probed. She was unsure. But eventually yielded. "I love you. You're beautiful." She wont say it back. No, scratch that. She can't say it back. Carefully, very carefully, he tries all he can. Take two. One small push and she's all his. Moving in perfect synchronization of body, of life. How does she say it? Without him getting scared and backing off? Her mind screams, "I love you! And I've loved you all this while." But her mouth stays locked in his.
The words lost in the heat of the moment. Drowned in passion. "Relax," he says, sensing the urgency and the tenseness in her back. She lets out a soft moan, as his hands move down, easing out all her apprehensions. They shift. The kisses are different. His more tearing. Hers, softer. Her hand caressing his face. Obvious love. "It's funny how it never felt like this when we were together." "Because when we were together, I was playing my part. The caring boyfriend one." Muffled gasps. Sharp pain. "So that was all an act?" Long drawn sigh. "Not really. I meant it when I was in it. It's just too taxing for a guy like me."
Unshed tears, distracted by tethering his body, embedding her nails in his arched back. Teeth gnawing supple skin. Red. Color of hurt. Color of passion. Of love. She strokes his forehead as he slowly moves her hair out of her face to get a closer look. He doesn't call her beautiful. Something stops him. At the very edge. But she wants to know. Lazy exhaustion. Slower kisses. Wild submission. Acceptance. Denial. Tired. "They don't understand, but this is the best part." Contentment. Really? She wants to ask. Then how do you? Is it just me? Tell me! Talk out loud! "You have weird perceptions and estimations about yourself, you know..." "Like what?" He snuggles closer.
His hand always in motion against her back. He kisses her head discreetly, thinking she can't tell. She can. She can always tell. "Like this. You think you want this. You're a really good boyfriend for as long as you don't start thinking about it." "Hmm..." he mutters with his eyes shut. Still holding her close. She doesn't think he realizes that this is the closest they've gotten in a long time. And it's the closest they will be, all bared, in a very, very long time to come.
"You wanna get a smoke?" This is it. She doesn't want to let go. She's finally found something comfortable. Comforting. Something that doesn't make her squirm, or jump back in disapproval and skepticism. She was scared she'd find out how irrevocable her feelings were where he was concerned if she ever landed up in something like this. And there you go. She found out. And it hit her so hard, that she doesn't mind not being carefully handled, or not called beautiful, or looked at with a certain kind of deep love only some pair of eyes can show her. For all she cares. Ravage my body. Be harsh yet truthful. In whatever limited and warped form that may be possible. This is not me. It's not who I am. What am I doing? Giving in because you're tired. Somebody answers. Consumed.
are you stalking me?