I'll Wait.

Patience is a virtue

Meaning Of Life.

What is the meaning of life?
More importantly what is the meaning of your life?

Make Me Your Princess?

I want to be your happily ever after.

Romance? Yes Please.

I really am beginning to wish you were more romantic.
I want love letters, whisked away dances, hollywood kisses.
I want you to take my breath away.
Could you do that for me?
I'm tired of the same old love you's and your amazing's.

Begins & Ends (Part II)

But, tell me, where does love begin?
More importantly, where does it end?

Michael from Hearts and Truths, asked me this question in a comment on one of my posts.

I always over romanticise everything but I think love begins with a look, a knowing look. You feel something special - the zing - the flying sparks - the butterflies. I think you know love begins when you smile at the very thought of anything about them, you gush at the sound of their name, you fight and argue because you are so similar. But most importantly, it begins with a look, where you just know that you're in love.

I don't know where love ends, I've never experienced a loss that great. I guess if I were to imagine love ending - it would be the bitterness coming through, the loss of a great and vibrant connection. I think love is gone when the question 'Why bother?' even pops in to your head. If you lose the ability to care about a relationship, then the love is barely there.

Any thoughts guys?
Love to hear as always :)

Floating On Cloud Nine.

Give It A Chance.

You could have been extraordinary together.
And I bet you'll read this and hate me for telling you again!

Begins & Ends.

My life begins and ends with you

Something borrowed, something blue - Ben Lee

Grand Essentials.

Happy Couples Are Cute; Can We Be Cute?

I'm Ready.

A Bit Sexy.

Is it still me that makes you sweat?

Am I who you think about in bed?

When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?

Then think of what you did

And how I hope to God he was worth it.

When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.

I've got more wit,

a better kiss,

a hotter touch,

a better fuck

Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me

Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of

Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?

No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's Roll Around, Honey!

How We Met.

So, it was sometime early in 2006 that I first started talking to my boyfriend.
It started as a small thing, I was talking to friends on a chat site, and he had always said hi, and i had said hi back and nothing had ever evolved from it. A lovely, simple friendship.

That's all it was.

So, fate played it's part. I happened to log on at what would seem just the right time, for me anyway, the not-yet-boyfriend had hung around with the wrong people and had gotten things stolen from his house.

He popped up when I logged on. He needed credit to ring his parents.

I didn't know how much to trust him.
So I politely said no.
But we exchanged email addresses.

A couple of days later we started talking again, he told me that it was all sorted.
I guess we were practically inseparable for a little while there. Just talking. Still just a lovely friendship.
I mean, I thought he was unbearably cute, but these internet things, I just didn't know.
So eventually he asked me if we could actually talk, and I gave him my number. He promised to call, and his promise was true. Later that night, we spent forever talking on the phone. About The OC, Napoleon Dynamite, music, work. We just talked.

I really started to enjoy his calls, and getting text messages. I started to like him. It was crazy, but liking him felt right.

So eventually after a month of being best friends, I decided it was time to meet him.

So I tried to look nice, unsucessfully, and I stood at the train station waiting for the train.
I hid in the toilets out of succumbing to utter nervousness!
But when that train rolled in, I came out, it was now or never.

I saw him, he saw me.

And I think I fell for him in a heartbeat.


So I guess I'm proof that internet relationships do work.
I don't know, I guess some people find it so taboo to be in an internet relationship. I never really tell anyone how we met, mainly because I have before and got looked down on.

So that's how it was. And how it is. 4 years later, and I still love him to bits.
Something must of been right in the end. Thankyou fate!

Tell me how you and your partners met?

Promises.

Promises.

Alot of people make promises.
Promises that they can’t keep. I
t has always made me wonder why we do this, as it seems stupid.
Yet, i make promises myself that i can not keep.
I think we make promises to ones we love to keep them happy.
To friends to keep them happy.
Family, to keep them happy.
It’s funny how many people can say they will promise to do something, and never have any intention of doing it.
I have done this, i know you have too.
But after all the intention given, and the hurt recieverd from many a broken promise, i still find the urge to promise you the world.
I can’t promise that we wont fight, or that every day will be as great as the last, but what i can promise you is that i will love you forever, and always, with every inch of my heart.

Awh! Sometimes my man is too cute when it comes to writing! And he thinks he's no good!

Do You Understand Life?

Let's Find A Secret Hiding Place.

Everything You Want, Everything You Need.

I want to be the girl you take silly photo's with,
when we try to take nice photo's.

I want to be the girl who you can lie with,

kiss all over,

hold tightly,

without ever having to speak a word.

I want to be your happily ever after,

sweep me off my feet and kiss me til I'm alive when I'm down

I want to be the girl you fall in love with every time you see me,

fall in lust with,

fall head over heels by my very present.


I want to be the girl who you tell is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen,

even when I'm 70 and filled with laugh lines..

I want to be the one you choose to grow old with.

I'm giving you my everything,

my promise to love you

my promise to hold you

my promise to stick by you

my promise to tickle you, and be annoying.

I want to be everything you want, everything you need.

Forever.

Funny Love.

I don't know if I've posted these on here, but they are some of my fave vids off of youtube!


Watch this one first!

Show Me Your Teeth.

Nitty Gritty Question Time.

I'm going to pose a a whole bunch of questions, and honestly I love to read all of your responses. I really love to know what everyone else thinks.
I would love if you have the time if you could comment with what you think/feel/dislike etc..

Cheating.
Once a cheater, always a cheater?
Is a kiss cheating?
Second/third/fourth chances?
Would you tell your partner if you cheated - would you want them to tell you?
Anything else you'd like to add feel free.

I can't wait to read :)

I'm With You.

Kisses.

I just want to kiss you all the time.

It's all that ever crosses my mind.

Uncontrollable, Pure, Vivid.

A set of love questions with Olivia who blogs over at Life... Full Speed Ahead

Do you believe in soulmates?
I do. But I don't think there is just one. Each person has far too many traits/characteristics too evenly match up with another. The possibilities are endless. It's up to you to find the one that evokes true love.

What things in your own life do you consider beautiful - or inspirational?
A lot of the artwork from when I was younger really keeps me going these days. I look at it and see a mind free of worry and how everything to me during that moment was about that moment. I try to live by that now and am inspired to not dwell about the past or the future with those old pieces of art.

What do you think it means to really love someone?
I think to really love someone you must open up your life to them. No secrets, no worrying if this or that will make you look bad, just completely openness and honesty. And of course some laughter.

Three words that you think describe love.
Uncontrollable. Pure. Vivid.

*If you want to join in, leave me a comment and email address :)

I Like.

Head on over here and answer the question!
Have a great Easter my lovely readers!

I Riddle You This.

Kisses or cuddles?

I Hate When You Make Me Cry.