Love Like That.

I want a love. A precious love that comes only from two hearts beating to the same beat. I want a love where both people are completely themselves, and have nothing to hide. A love where you can be silly and laugh about nothing. A love where you can express yourself and be mad if you need to be. A love where i can be me, and have him love me no matter what. I want a love where you're brashly proud to be loved by this person. Where you can do nothing and have a ball.

I want this, and people get mad when i end relationships for my own reasons, if it's not working out, i'm gonna end it, sorry. I love to meet people, and date, but for the love of everything good and holy can i just have fun, not everything has to be serious, i am to young to be serious, i don't wanna find the one i'm supposed to be with, i want him to jump outta no where and take me by suprise, even if he's been there all along. Who knows? These are things i want to figure themselve's out. Thank you very much, and when they do, i'll be ready for them, which i clearly am not.

Life is for living, and that's what i plan on doing.

The Conspiracy That Is Men And Women

Let's Face It. Women and Men are completely different. We all know that. Men have one track minds, while women on the other hand can drive, talk on the phone, put their shoes on, order fast food, and think about what she needs to pack for her trip this weekend.

Men are supposed to be the pursuers, they're supposed to make the first move, make the first call, do the first everything. Yet, it seems like they don't always get that, sometimes they need a little motivation, which is quite annoying since it's predetermined that it's their job in the first place.

Women are supposed to be the sweet ones, very ladylike, and a little air-headed. She's supposed to make eye-contact then quickly look away, be polite, calm, peaceful, and wooed. Yet, it seems like they don't always do that. Women now-a-days are found to be more brash, outgoing, commanding, and powerful. They are more often making the moves, and taking control, leaving the men to grow accustomed to the women also making the first move, or splitting for dinner, or calling first.

All this is fine, and was bound to happen, but then we have those situations where the guy makes the move for his gain, and the woman puts her heart into his facade. She is left to pull petals off of flowers, relying on a small chance that the petals will land how she wishes, and that they'll actually have any effect on whether or not the guy will follow through with the "loves me." Most likely he'll end up another "loves me not" in a pile of petals that keeps growing with broken hopes, wasted nights by the silent telephone, and withered faith.

All I'm saying is that men need to do their pre-determined part and women need to not get their hopes up on every Tom, Dick, and Harry.