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look at the lil guy



look at the lil guy

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Forgive me… For I am a coward

Why is love so difficult. I always thought, as the guy who’s always chasing, it would be simple to turn someone down. I was right of course, *SIDE NOTE* (Avatar Reference), until someone you really care about come along and you feel horrid regardless of how it was accomplished.

Two sides of the same coin.

After somewhat accepting the fact the love of my life didn’t have reciprocating feelings I went through life finding women couldn’t live up my standards (set according to her attributes). Then out of the fuckin blue new lady comes into my life. But I can’t say anything to her. Scared of rejection? Probably. But I can’t mess up what we already have for the slim chance we could have something more….
Could I?

it’s amazing how quickly we lose our innocence

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Not to say I don’t like my roommates…

But if I just roomed with three guys I could walk around in the nude with no problem. Obviously I can’t do that with two chicks and a gay dude.

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so is the rest of tumblr

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favorite movie ever

favorite movie ever

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i need some purely physical mmmhmmmmm

i need some purely physical mmmhmmmmm

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"How gay people feel"

the one.

Outside of family I have always had difficulty telling people I “Love [them]” regardless of the weight of the phrase; even those of the same sex. I simply couldn’t do it. I have only ever been able to sincerely Love one person outside of my family; but since I can’t have her, I attempt to move on. Always. But starting a relationship is the least bit plausible when you are continuously comparing females to the one who could be the one.

Luck fOVE

I’ve loved her since I first laid my eyes on her. It was in First Grade but I was sadly much too cowardly to ever admit my feelings directly. And now even a decade later I can’t bring myself to say anything. Am I scared of rejection? Maybe our relationship forever changing? Regardless, her feelings towards me are completely different. I am referred to as “family”. As a brother. Sadly I obviously feel different.

way better behaved than this…but listen to this final message

Unconditional Love

When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.

When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love.
You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.

When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.

When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, “I’M NOT GOING!”

When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor’s window.

When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, “It’s none of your business

When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, “I don’t want to be like you

When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.

When you were 24, she met your fiance and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling,”Muuhh-ther, please!”

When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, “Things are different now.”

When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative’s birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were “really busy right now.

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder.


If she’s still around, never forget to love her more than ever. And if she’s not, remember her unconditional love.

And pass it on…

Love is War- Patrick Brown

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