I bet his name is Phil...isn't it?
I bet his name is Phil...isn't it?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Overlove, I like that word. I don't overlove, I just become psychoticOriginally Posted by Maryd.
Fun, you know what is fun? Watching everyone here ask about the other's crushes, but not revealing theirs... Now that is fun. You already know my dilema, I have the capacity to "overlove" (It's a new word I have added to my very own dictionary) and there isn't enough room here, on this page to put down all my crushes. Hahahahaha...
I know I ambut what to do?
But now it's okay, Yeah, I'm a cougar, Hear me roar....
Um, I take you for a person who likes the intellectual, artistic sort...brilliant and debonaire...
Overlove, I like that word. I don't overlove, I just become psychotic
But now it's okay, Yeah, I'm a cougar, Hear me roar....
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Such a pretty animal...
Mum, stephofthenight, BienvenuJDC, Maximilianus, Neo_Sephiroth, I'm not going to fess up.
I may gave some hints, but even if you guess it right, I'm not going to tell you.
Erm... Anyone have any questions?
I guess, whatever I said before. Most of them are sort of blue or greyish with I think two being the exception. Yea, that is it for now.
Of course my mummy won't ground me... What can you ground me from?
I must know my mother's though.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Now that is a married cougar if I ever saw one. Look at that deep contentment in her eyes...no lust to sharpen her gaze. And she's very lean, you can tell she gives her mate all the nice fat bits of meat....
Now this cougar...she's ready to pounce and well nourished from years of enjoying the fat of the lamb..
Hey dear, only you and I know who your crush is and we will be buried with it my friend... Mwah to you.
Hmmmm.....
...Whoa...Overlove, I like that word. I don't overlove, I just become psychotic
But now it's okay, Yeah, I'm a cougar, Hear me roar....
"The Lord works from the inside out. The world works from the outside in. The world would take people out of the slums. Christ takes the slums out of the people and then they take themselves out of the slums. Christ changes men, who then changes their environment. The world would shape human behavior, but Christ can change human nature." ~ Ezra Taft Benson
"Overlove" now that's a term that will probably fit within my own dictionary! But perhaps it's not overlove that is a problem. Some of ya'll know that I'm a Christian...so I guess my godly love for people has had a tendency a number of times to give certain young fellows the wrong impression. Call me a nice girl I guess.
But as to actual relationships and or love interests, I guess I am counting down near having them all. One serious relationship I was cheated on like, five times. Next serious relationship I was engaged for two years and called it off. The third never turned into an "official" relationship...but guys are dumb like that because it was a relationship nonetheless. That one was kind of romantic - waiting a year for a godly led Prince Charming who plays the guitar, running off to far away countries...then to be dropped on the head. Then, later, again I was a bit emotionally used by another young fellow. And currently...the new prospect is a dear friend in the military I've known since childhood. He's coming home on leave from Iraq...and there goes another blistering Nicholas Sparks novel.....
So. In real life...that's my love life in a nutshell. But we all have some of those stories right?
"So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, and my heart turns violently inside of my chest, I don't have time to maintain these regrets, when I think about, the way....He loves us..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=5xXowT4eJjY
Yes...yes, we do...
Don't you all wish that love was easy?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Mums the word! On relationships for me... They are tedious and annoying. Everyone wants to be loved and needs to be loved, but foolishly we are all forgetting about the unconditional kind. This is where relationships get tested. That is my theory on love and why love fails. Because one or the other or both, cannot or will not love unconditionally.
Amen...a big 10-4...whoo-hoo...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
So gald we agree Bien.Amen...a big 10-4...whoo-hoo...
I've heard it explained that to unconditionally love someone is a choice. Hmm...
"So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, and my heart turns violently inside of my chest, I don't have time to maintain these regrets, when I think about, the way....He loves us..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=5xXowT4eJjY
Perhaps I should make a choice to have a litnet crush!
"So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, and my heart turns violently inside of my chest, I don't have time to maintain these regrets, when I think about, the way....He loves us..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=5xXowT4eJjY
Good idea, you will definetly be in an unconditional relationship as one knows the person through verbal interaction and not physical.Perhaps I should make a choice to have a litnet crush!
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