Showing posts with label Limerence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Limerence. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Dešava se
Here is TOP 10 for the phase of your life
when you are low, yet so high,
when you laugh, but you want to cry,
when you stumble and then you fly...
Gee... it rhymes.
This phase of life wouldn't make me write poetry,
but even these few rhyming lines show
where such feelings can get you.
For the time being, listening to other people's lyrics
is soothing and kind of comforting.
TOP TEN
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Monday, August 16, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Grill
Well, it wasn't only coffee.
It was a few drinks, nice company, nice place, nice food, nice music...
Thursday, August 05, 2010
Just an ordinary day.....
..... until you came around I had my feet on the ground ...... so much for that!
And it's all because I walked your way ....
And it's all because I walked your way ....
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
HUBBEL
Are you a K..k..katie girl with curly hair or the other type?
The scene from The Sex&The City made me watch The Way We Were again.
I don't think Hubbel was ever madly in love with Katie. Obviously, there was some chemistry, more on her part, I would say. In my opinion, they somehow just didn't make a perfect match.
The scene from The Sex&The City made me watch The Way We Were again.
I don't think Hubbel was ever madly in love with Katie. Obviously, there was some chemistry, more on her part, I would say. In my opinion, they somehow just didn't make a perfect match.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Dear Karen
Dear Karen,
If you’re reading this, then it means I actually worked up the courage to mail it. So, good for me. You don’t know me very well, but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the writing is for me. But this, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. There is no easy way to say this so, I’ll just say it. I met someone... It was an accident. I wasn’t looking for it. It wasn’t in the make. It was the perfect storm. She said one thing and I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Now, there’s this feeling in my gut... She might be the one... She’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly neurotic. A great deal of maintenance required. She is you, Karen. That’s the good news. The bad is that I don’t know how to be with you right now, and it scares the shit out of me. Because if I am not with you right now, I have this feeling that we’ll get lost out there... It’s a big bad world full of twists and turns, and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment; the moment that could have changed everything. I don’t know what’s going on with us, and I can’t tell you why you should trust a leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good. Like home... like Christmas. And you make excellent coffee. That’s gotta count for something, right? Call me.
Unfaithfully yours,
Hank Moody
If you’re reading this, then it means I actually worked up the courage to mail it. So, good for me. You don’t know me very well, but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the writing is for me. But this, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. There is no easy way to say this so, I’ll just say it. I met someone... It was an accident. I wasn’t looking for it. It wasn’t in the make. It was the perfect storm. She said one thing and I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Now, there’s this feeling in my gut... She might be the one... She’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly neurotic. A great deal of maintenance required. She is you, Karen. That’s the good news. The bad is that I don’t know how to be with you right now, and it scares the shit out of me. Because if I am not with you right now, I have this feeling that we’ll get lost out there... It’s a big bad world full of twists and turns, and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment; the moment that could have changed everything. I don’t know what’s going on with us, and I can’t tell you why you should trust a leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good. Like home... like Christmas. And you make excellent coffee. That’s gotta count for something, right? Call me.
Unfaithfully yours,
Hank Moody
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