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started watching this.. hilair!!!! 

started watching this.. hilair!!!! 

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4 months ago
chocoloverhearts: i—am—an—open—book: hazzaway: voyagesofabookworm: mirth-and-madness: notcinderellamayberobinhood: ionlyblogturtles: livingmywayeveryday: n-0-t-p-e-r-f-e-c-t: owl-outside-chris-house: vickified: hijackieee: “If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?” omg yes lol yes, so then i can shave. Yes. reblog it everytime, cause it’s so stunning.  Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!      One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.      0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s      Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.” xD, love, can i keep it?, In case any of you are wondering, this screencap is from the movie TiMER We really do need a book about this though and may I just say that^was perfect that was the most beautiful thing i’ve ever read You all view this as something amazing…but what do you do if it already reached zero….and you are still alone….

chocoloverhearts:

i—am—an—open—book:

hazzaway:

voyagesofabookworm:

mirth-and-madness:

notcinderellamayberobinhood:

ionlyblogturtles:

livingmywayeveryday:

n-0-t-p-e-r-f-e-c-t:

owl-outside-chris-house:

vickified:

hijackieee:

“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

omg yes

lol yes, so then i can shave.

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Yes.

reblog it everytime, cause it’s so stunning. 

Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16.  It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

xD, love, can i keep it?,

In case any of you are wondering, this screencap is from the movie TiMER

We really do need a book about this though and may I just say that^was perfect

that was the most beautiful thing i’ve ever read

You all view this as something amazing…but what do you do if it already reached zero….and you are still alone….

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4 months ago

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4 months ago

No. I don’t want a boyfriend who’s gunna give me his sweater when I’m cold. He’d freeze his ass off. No. I don’t want a boyfriend who will pay for everything I want. That’s what my job’s for. No. I don’t want a boyfriend who calls me at 4am telling me he misses me. I’m sleeping, and he probably wants to be too. No. I don’t want a boyfriend who is going to drop every corny line in the book. I just want someone sincere and truthful. I don’t want your fairy-tale boyfriend who will sweep me off my feet. I just want a boyfriend who loves me for me, for every mistake and scar.

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4 months ago

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4 months ago

Not knowing why is what’s killing me..

So,

I didn’t want to meet your kids right away. This just shows that I value the relationship because I don’t want to ruin it right away and that I do care for your kids. It is not good to have them meet women you are not serious with this can cause problems down the road. And yes, I learned this when I ‘looked into’ “dating a guy with kids”

I accidentally tried to add your roommate on fb. You told me about this roommate, but I am a curious female. So I clicked on the status you tagged her in and I accidentally clicked add as friend, but I deleted it right away. I was not trying to be creepy.

I took too long to tell you how I felt. I told you up front I wasn’t good at this whole emotion thing. I was giving myself time to be sure of what it was that I was feeling. It takes different amount of time for different people to figure this out. I was getting mine straight, and now they are straight. 

I beat around the bush too much. I agree with you on this one. I am so straight forward about everything else in my life, but not when it comes to my emotions. 

You’re going threw a rough time. I understand that. I would like to help you get past it. Whether it’s a death in the family or a conflict, you should have known that I am here for you. And I’m sorry if I didn’t express it enough.

You’re phone is ‘broken.’ If you really care for someone, you will make time for them no matter how busy you are or what problems you have coming your way.

You’re sick. Again, it is not that hard to send a fucking text. I talked to you when you were sick before, how come not now?

You’re getting back with your ex-wife..

Hanging out with your roommate..

I don’t want to elaborate on those last two, but I’m sure there are a ton of other reasons that I’m missing.. It hurts, really hurts to not know why.. I wanted to start 2013 off right.. with you.. 

4 months ago

A piece of my mind.. R

So tell me how… I’ve been trying so hard to get my feelings right with you, and now you’re just giving up so easily.. I told you I’m not good at this whole expressing my feelings thing, but I have been trying so fucking hard.. I’m sorry if it wasn’t fast enough for you.. You said you liked me a few times while I was still fighting with my emotions.. I never once doubted that I did like you.. I just didn’t want to get hurt.. And look at me now.. Hurt..

When I’m ready to be with you and want you to be my boyfriend, (Yes, I just said that.) you’re not.. I feel like you were only in it for the game.. You were trying so hard for me to like you and once I start to admit that to myself, you act like you don’t like me… Nice, way to play the game.. I guess you really did have game.. And then people wonder why I am the way that I am.. I was not looking for a guy to fall for and fought it as long as I could and now I’m hurt..

If only I could have told you how I felt when I first started to feel it.. But you had to have known, you had to of.. The way I looked at you with my eyes.. I know you can read me like an open book.. I can’t and don’t want to believe that this whole thing was an act.. Because if it was you are fucking good.. Speaking of fucking good, that is something you did.. I am going to miss that about you along with the other 22 things that I came up with that I liked about you in like 10 minutes..

I admitted to you that my intentions were only to hang out with you, but things don’t always go according to plan.. It seemed like we were just fine. I was writing my feelings down to tell to you (because you suggested it) And BAM.. Now I can’t even get a phone call or text message from you..

I was going crazy those two days we didn’t text/call each other. I don’t know how you felt and I never will.. I want so bad for you to have some excuse, something, of why these last few days have been hell and we can just put this behind us.. It won’t happen, but I can still hope in all because I am a female..

I like you, I fucking like you, and want you to be my boyfriend..I said it, well typed it.. But I can’t say it to you if we don’t talk.. This is a big step for me.. I haven’t felt like this in a long time. I tried the whole snuggling thing with you and wanted to try it again.. I want to like it because I know it’s something that you enjoy. And I want to make you happy..

Honestly, I could have handled a no, but this silence is ridiculous.. I would have been upset, but nothing like I am feeling now. For me to get so wrapped up in someone is out of the norm.. And the same week I relieve this, I get nothing from you.. Maybe it’s because I didn’t want to meet your kids right away, I accidentally tried to add your roommate on fb, I took too long to tell you how I felt, I beat around the bush too much, you’re phone is ‘broken’, you’re sick, you’re getting back with your ex-wife or hanging out with your roommate… I can sit here for hours and come up with what I think went wrong, but I will never know.. What fucking ever the reason is, I get nothing but silence..

You said you liked me, and that you don’t hate anyone but yet you leave me with this silence to inflict emotional pain on me.. Nice, real nice.. I just can’t see you being like that.. But I was wrong, but I would love for you to prove me right.. But you were right because you always did like to be..

I am going to miss talking to you on the phone for hours a day and when we weren’t doing that we were texting.. I never thought I would fall for someone as hard and fast as I did for you.. I know you’re not perfect, but I’m not either.. I don’t think you are a loser.. You were my winner, for the time I had you..

I just wish I could remember more.. You know I have a terrible memory.. You would remember everything I told you, even the little things that didn’t matter.. My mind was just so confused and it’s a shame you get out when I’m wanting to  go in all in the same week…. It is painful for me to say, but I don’t think I will ever hear from you again.. If you don’t want me around, that’s fine..

But I fucking deserve some fucking closure.. 

4 months ago