Hello. I love you. Won't you tell me your name?
If it were as simple as that we might all be wifed up with kids by now.
We hear it all the time and we've probably said it before ourselves, shit happens.
Someone we consider a friend asks us out for coffee -just coffee, yet they suggest 'dinner instead maybe?'
Someone -at work of all places, asks us if we are wearing pajamas, yet tells us we look 'hot' today.
Someone says they like you -at least you are under this impression, yet they don't want anything more.
Someone says they never want to see you again -says, 'fuck you', yet never lets you go.
Someone else makes someone else tell you they like you.
GIVE
ME
A
BREAK
(no Kit-Kat please)
As we get into late 2013 I'm starting to realize that everybody wants something and nobody knows how to get it. When you ask questions -if you're good at it, you get answers. If you're really good, you get exactly what you wanted. And if you're great you always will. But as well, as we get into late 2013 I have become entirely convinced that absolutely nobody wants to grow up. And that's OK.
Growing up is difficult. We want to be young. We get scared because we start to feel old. We are hot and cold and passionate and aggressive and we love one thing and hate it the next day. In no way are we anymore, old-fashioned; in no way are we anymore observant to the fact that everyone around us is in longing of the same things we are. And if you disagree then give me another break, please.
When shit happens we can do one of two things.
1. Move it over and move on
2. Take it positively and figure it out
So basically we can either kick it to the back-burner and avoid it, or we can accept that it has happened and try to work through it. What would you do?
If you know yourself at all you will always approach the, happening shit the same way.
Some people just don't. Other people just don't want to.
It's called being true to yourself and to others.
Just let them know if you think they should be aware of you.
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