i don’t want to ignore this fleeting moment.
it’s funny. how people read into your posts as if they know what’s happening in your life. they make their own assumptions to create a picture of what they’re doing and if they’re seeing someone, if at all. gotta give it to them, you guys should be marketing managers.
the feeling of an immense expanse, of a silence so wonderfully calm, the hesitation and desire in a kiss, the hugs from the back with their hands reaching for the hip bone and face along the neck, the anticipation of a extreme amusement ride, the uncontrollable laughter you incite through something you said in someone you adore and don’t feel good enough for, the smell of coffee brewing, the sounds of the waves, sentimental conversations, anticipated instant messenger alerts and trigger songs, looking good in the mirror without clothes, a clean toilet, a fully charged electronic device, a very quick operating system, space for everything, the feeling of acceptance and embracing of your personality by the people you adore, making men self conscious, freedom without abandonment, to dream without restraint, people who don’t have to brag at other people’s expense, perfect vision and feeling genuinely happy from within.
these are the things i love. thank you Lavanya.
offering me promotions when I’ve made clear my decision on the supporting of your company.
Never a fan of Amy Winehouse. But when baby came into the bathroom to tell me, I almost cried there and then in the shower. Who would have known? The uncertainties in life scares me.
well you know, at the rate she was going..