November 2010
Guys&girls, help me with something.
moofinsmoofin:
So next year I’m going to college, which you all now. I’ve been getting cold feet about going as far as Nebraska and Michigan, so I was thinking about going to Gannon in PA if I’m accepted since it’s a lot closer. However, I don’t like their restrictions on living on campus and I also don’t like their dorms and how tiny they are. So, I figured I could get an apartment off campus...
7:59 PM Many of you will look right past this. That’s alright.
His name is not important. Although it once was, it is not important anymore. I know we shared a story together though. Some story I’ll be able to look back on when I’m in my attic, 70 years old, flipping through the pages of my life. Some story I’ll be able to chuckle at when my daughter cries over that...
When to Fight For the One You Love
In my last relationship, I hardly fought for her. From the beginning, I was told our relationship had an expiration date—she didn’t want long distance relationships. Despite that, I decided to make every day count from June til the end of summer. When the time came, I was willing to let her go without chasing after her. Within weeks, we couldn’t really survive without each...
Ask me anything
anonymous asked: Do you have a picture of your boyfriend on your blog?
I post a handful of our pictures on here after every time I see him. :) These are the links: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23
anonymous asked: You are great in everything! when my boyfriend & I broke up, i literally was up on your tumblr all night, reading the posts.. So thank...
The Pursuit of Love Part 14
Part 13: http://fuckyeahhlove.tumblr.com/post/1663944019/the-pursuit-of-love-part-13
This is where it really begins.
Up until this point, I had never really dated a girl. My only relationship—long distance—lacked a lot of substance to it, though it’s moments could be considered adorable. And if you hadn’t noticed…never been kissed.
Previous parts
High School...
Getting out of a relationship is like a sudden loss of balance, finding yourself hanging at the cliff of a grandiose mountain top. It’s like losing grip of all the breathtaking pleasure, entering into a painful form of adrenaline rush. It’s being thrust upon a critical depth, knowing you have no one to save you but yourself.
Once you’ve gathered enough strength to pull yourself up from the...
Ask me anything
scorpiansblog asked: i loved ur ‘part of the list, things that i miss…’ its so sweet; the little things that make a relationship so strong and meaningful. I’m sorry to hear what happened though . <3
Thank you, but I didn’t write that. Someone submitted it to me.
anonymous asked: What kind of things can I do for my boyfriend for anniversaries,...
Part of the List, Things that ill miss.
I wasnt going to post this… it took me a good 7 months to decide if i wanted to share this… well here goes nothing . About six months ago i lost someone who i cared about dearly. He was the first person i ever loved, and i really havent been the same since… this note was written a few days after he died…. i just need to get it out so yeah
how soft your hands are
the way your neck smelled like...
I always love to write something on my boyfriends arm so he can wake up to something sweet the next day. And this night he wrote back on my arm and i absolutely enjoyed waking up to it.
by taratiger
When a guy calls you on the phone and cries because he missed your voice, it doesn’t make him any less of a man; it means he’s in love. No, I don’t mean those couples who call each other every couple hours. Or those couples who talk to each other every day. I mean those men in the service. My sailor is amazing. <3
by -truetoyourheart
"I love you"
One time in Church, the Priest was talking about one of his past relationships. He would always tell his girlfriend that he loved her, but she’d never say it back. For weeks, he’d say it and she’d say “me too”. Eventually, he brought it up to her and she replied “I want the phrase to still mean something.”
It’s true. We toss that phrase around and we don’t realize the gravity of that statement....
it's a beautiful thing called love.
My mum just passed down her wedding ring to me. To me, it’s the most beautiful ring that I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
At first, she said she was keeping it until I’ve found the right guy for me but she changed her mind until she saw how much I changed in two years. After my parents filed for divorce, my mum saw how I stopped believing in fairy tales and happy endings, I was eight back then.
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Ask me anything
kaylynnjay asked: Your love story is so… sweet. I’m glad you choose him. That story reminds me of Noah and Abby from the Notebook. Awesome movie and your story was also AWESOME :)
Thank you, but I don’t know if you’re actually talking about MY story. My story is ONLY found here. If you didn’t read it there, then you’re referring to someone...
Serenade:A Short Story
kiwisauce:
This is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for. The memory this will make will forever be engraved in my heart. Ever since I knew I was going, the seconds seemed to drag on and on, but now the adrenaline pulsing though my entire being blurred my sense of time. It wasn’t Friday night at 9 anymore; it was just now.
The entire stadium was dark. People around me were drunk and high,...
"Eyes of Ecstasy" - Luke Beach
I don’t know exactly what it is that makes it happen. I can’t honestly say that I have any idea what it was that caused it all to start. You were always just a solitary red leaf on the nearly sleeping maple. However, against the pristine odds that I had always favored, all preconceived thoughts of normalcy then began to wither away like chipping paint on the wall or the dust of an...
Security
The idea of a promise of forever, to me, is just a blanket of security. Such a promise secures that this person will never leave you so that you will never have to face the harsh challenge of being without them and moving on. Such a promise is one that I will not make because such a promise is one that would give me false hope, false hope that could be shattered.
But it seems so ideal, though....
