the orange shag couch |
me. myself. and. i. |
Except there was no one there to hold me.
The shaking has stopped since I ate again.
Every time I close my eyes, his face is all I see, I feel dizzy and nauseous all of the time.
How? How do people get over things like this? Or do they ever?
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Happy Hunger games
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I adore ultimatums. I think they are sexy. Ultimatum is Latin for “the last one”. It’s like, “Here I am! Take me now or leave me forever.”
How romantic, right? I wish the world had more ultimatums, if I received more than I would consider giving more. I guess I’m just one of those “all or nothing” people. I don’t like questions unanswered.. That’s right up there with not wanting to be someone’s second choice. If you don’t believe me about ultimatums being sexy, read persuasion. Nobody wants to wait forever- just to be disappointed.
Love is deeper than that.
ul·ti·ma·tum
- noun, -final demand
It’s not something I would recommend- but it is one way to live.
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Maybe I’ll have a change of heart.
#senseandsensibility #janeAusten
“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in F. W.
I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father’s house this evening or never.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion
“Wendy,’ Peter Pan continued in a voice that no woman has ever yet been able to resist, ‘Wendy, one girl is more use than twenty boys.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan