Saturday, December 21, 2013

LOVE: PENGUINS AND LOVE

Adelie penguins they spend their whole lives looking for this one other penguin and when they meet them, they know and they spend the rest of their lives together.

I like that fact.

Is that what we as people do, are we really all that dissimilar in what deep down we want?

Ok, this is quite clearly real life and we are people and it is unrealistic to think that you are ever going to find true love that easily.

Or is it?

I'm not sure anymore. I think many of us really love the idea of no strings sex. Cutting the emotion out and that way no one gets hurt.

I can see that mentality is people. Hey I even think it myself!

But if I'm being really honest with myself, I want the one. Shame she wasn't the one that I married or the people in between who somewhere along the line I've fallen for then worked out it wasn't quite right.

That's the journey that makes us all.

But deep down are we really all like the penguins, weather we are gay, straight, etc. is irrelevant really. We are all looking on some level even if it is subconscious for that other penguin.

In my case I wan, someone that makes me tingle from head to toe and someone who feels exactly the same way.

Theres a bit of a chick flick film called Never been kissed and I got this from it..I put it in my blog the sound bit

" That thing, that moment, when you kiss someone and everything around becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person and you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life, and for one moment you get this amazing gift and you want to laugh and you want to cry because you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that that it will go away all at the same time. "

That is what I ultimately want.

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