Achieving long-lasting love could be as simple as dating a frog instead of a prince.
Relationships are more likely to be successful when the woman is paired up with a less attractive man, according to a new study by Florida State University.
Researchers from FSU and Southern Methodist University in Texas analyzed 113 newlyweds in their late 20s living in the Dallas area and rated them in terms of their attractiveness.
They also gave the lovebirds questionnaires centered on their desire to stay in good shape.
The study found that women were happier with less attractive partners, who’d compensate in their relationship by giving gifts, sexual favors or completing extra housework, according to Esquire UK.“The husbands seemed to be basically more committed, more invested in pleasing their wives when they felt that they were getting a pretty good deal,” the study said.
Women who had hot husbands were more likely to diet and obsess over exercising.
“The results reveal that having a physically attractive husband may have negative consequences for wives, especially if those wives are not particularly attractive,” said Tania Reynolds, a doctoral student in FSU’s department of psychology.
Wednesday, September 13, 2017
Tuesday, September 12, 2017
DATING: Groucho Marx Syndrome
Recently someone asked me if I knew what the Groucho Marx Syndrome was?
It's the belief that goes, if someone wants to be with me then they cannot be that wonderful. We meet someone who is really wonderful and beautiful and they are all of the traits we say we want in a partner. Things are wonderful for a time, there is joy and happiness and fun and then the Groucho Marx syndrome sets in. The thought come along that they cannot possibly be as wonderful as we thought they were or they would not be with us.
Clearly we do not deserve someone so wonderful as this person in our lives. So if they don’t leave, we begin to tear them down both verbally and mentally. We want them to be with us because they are so wonderful, and yet if they were really that wonderful they could not possibly want to be with us. So there is open warfare to drive them away. And just when we have beaten them down in our minds to the point where they are “good enough for us” they leave. They leave because they can no longer take the abuse.
Then there is the realization that we really want to be with them. So what do we do. We spend the rest of our lives attempting to get them back or looking for someone who is just like them. Or reminds us of them and we usually are never fulfilled.
It's the belief that goes, if someone wants to be with me then they cannot be that wonderful. We meet someone who is really wonderful and beautiful and they are all of the traits we say we want in a partner. Things are wonderful for a time, there is joy and happiness and fun and then the Groucho Marx syndrome sets in. The thought come along that they cannot possibly be as wonderful as we thought they were or they would not be with us.
Clearly we do not deserve someone so wonderful as this person in our lives. So if they don’t leave, we begin to tear them down both verbally and mentally. We want them to be with us because they are so wonderful, and yet if they were really that wonderful they could not possibly want to be with us. So there is open warfare to drive them away. And just when we have beaten them down in our minds to the point where they are “good enough for us” they leave. They leave because they can no longer take the abuse.
Then there is the realization that we really want to be with them. So what do we do. We spend the rest of our lives attempting to get them back or looking for someone who is just like them. Or reminds us of them and we usually are never fulfilled.
Sunday, September 10, 2017
DATING: QUESTIONS TO ASK THE NEXT GIRL
Question #1: Tell me about your values.
Our values and, often, our spirituality dictate how we live our lives and who we are at our core.
Question number 2:. What is your money personality?
How we spend money and how we save it can tell us about the things we value, which is helpful to know about a person. I am a saver, but I also spend money on this that appreciate and not deappreciate. Like this summer I upgrade the floor in my house, I had repair done in the house. I can't be with someone who has bad debt. A high credit score is so sexy.
Question number 3: What do you in your free time?
I am a homebody. I don't mind going out, but if you want to go out, then you should take care of everything. The travel, the cost...planning...everything. I love watching movies, reading e-books.
Question number 4:. What are your parents like? Are you close to them?
It’s hard to get to know someone well without getting to know their parents, too. It’s also pretty hard to get through a conversation about where you’re from without mentioning a little bit about your parents. One thing I learned from my divorced is that when you marry someone you marry the family as well.
Our values and, often, our spirituality dictate how we live our lives and who we are at our core.
Question number 2:. What is your money personality?
How we spend money and how we save it can tell us about the things we value, which is helpful to know about a person. I am a saver, but I also spend money on this that appreciate and not deappreciate. Like this summer I upgrade the floor in my house, I had repair done in the house. I can't be with someone who has bad debt. A high credit score is so sexy.
Question number 3: What do you in your free time?
I am a homebody. I don't mind going out, but if you want to go out, then you should take care of everything. The travel, the cost...planning...everything. I love watching movies, reading e-books.
Question number 4:. What are your parents like? Are you close to them?
It’s hard to get to know someone well without getting to know their parents, too. It’s also pretty hard to get through a conversation about where you’re from without mentioning a little bit about your parents. One thing I learned from my divorced is that when you marry someone you marry the family as well.
Friday, September 8, 2017
PERSONAL: I WOULDN'T MEET ANYONE WHO THINK I AM JUST ORDINARY, BECAUSE I AM NOT
I wouldn't meet anyone who think I am just ordinary, because I am not. True love, the deepest love, comes in the form of treating the one love like they're infinitely spectacular because you believe, or rather you know they are infinitely spectacular, without question. When someone loves you — really loves you — you stop being ordinary, especially to them.
There has never been me before and when I am gone from this life, there will never be another me again
Dating is probably the most fraught human interaction there is. You're sizing people up to see if they're worth your time and attention, and they're doing the same to you. We submit ourselves to these intimate inspections and simultaneously inflict them on others and try to keep our psyches intact - to keep from becoming cold and callous - and we hope that at the end of it we wind up happier than our grandparents, who didn't spend this vast period of their lives, these prime years, so thoroughly alone, coldly and explicitly anatomized again and again
I'm terrified of getting involved with someone who disappoints me or leaves me empty and alone. I'm terrified of rejection, so I set my expectations so high that they can never be met, and I dig around with a magnifying glass looking for flaws in very person I date. There's always a flaw to exploit, and I'll find it so I never have to get too close
To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.
There has never been me before and when I am gone from this life, there will never be another me again
Dating is probably the most fraught human interaction there is. You're sizing people up to see if they're worth your time and attention, and they're doing the same to you. We submit ourselves to these intimate inspections and simultaneously inflict them on others and try to keep our psyches intact - to keep from becoming cold and callous - and we hope that at the end of it we wind up happier than our grandparents, who didn't spend this vast period of their lives, these prime years, so thoroughly alone, coldly and explicitly anatomized again and again
I'm terrified of getting involved with someone who disappoints me or leaves me empty and alone. I'm terrified of rejection, so I set my expectations so high that they can never be met, and I dig around with a magnifying glass looking for flaws in very person I date. There's always a flaw to exploit, and I'll find it so I never have to get too close
To say that one waits a lifetime for his soulmate to come around is a paradox. People eventually get sick of waiting, take a chance on someone, and by the art of commitment become soulmates, which takes a lifetime to perfect.
JOURNAL: REMEMBERING MY FIRST LOVE
I remember the first time I fell in love. I held her hand in mine with not an interest to let go. I floated along lighter than I've ever felt. I kissed her hand as if she were my princess. There was a heart full of love and it was all for her. Every flower, every song, every cloud, every sunshine, every raindrop was a gift from heaven. For this angel had come to take my love. For the first time I felt love...
I would tell her all the time...."sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inward " and she would laugh. I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you
To me, she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that I could not understand why no one was as disturbed as I was by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. I did not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character
I would tell her all the time...."sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inward " and she would laugh. I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you
To me, she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that I could not understand why no one was as disturbed as I was by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. I did not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character
DATING; WHEN YOU HAVE SEX....YOU MAKE A PROMISE
You have soul ties with the people you sleep with and even when you are no longer in bed with them, they remain in your head. Your thoughts are consumed by their absence in your life. We feel disconnected from something when we give away our most prized bodily asset to a person that can’t even spell our last name correctly. Sex is a commitment. You are gifting another human being with access to the deepest part of yourself; you are sharing with them a bit of your soul. You are forging a connection that can never be undone--no matter how much you may want to undo it after the fact.
DATING: THE TRUTH ABOUT MEN AND DATING SUBCONSCIOUSLY
Males of all species are made for wooing females, and females typically choose among their suitors. If you take a closer look, you can observe such behavior all around you. The beautiful bird chirping outside your window. It’s a mating call. That pretty little bird is trying to attract a potential mate, so that it can propagate its genes. Why does the peacock have such beautiful feathers? It is to attract a healthy female. He as well is trying to propagate his genes. Even we humans, are not much different from the rest of the animal kingdom when it comes to attracting potential mates. When women dress up for their night out at the club, they are doing so to look attractive. This is a subconscious evolutionary desire to attract as many potential mates as possible.... While women tend to grab attention with their looks, men on the other hand, tend to attract as many potential females as possible, by showing off their resources. When a man shows off with his fancy car, expensive gold watch and suit, or flexes his muscles and brags about how many credit cards he owns, he’s doing so to make himself desirable by healthy women, in order to propagate his genes. It is all in the pursuit of reproduction
There are only 24 hours in a day. The average man has to sleep about 8 hours. And work for 8 hours. That leaves 8 hours to run some errands, drive to and from work, eat, and have some spare time. And in that little bit of spare time, a man has to figure out how to get the one thing he likes more than anything else: sex.
So when a man has to choose whether or not he will hang out with a female and spend any time, money or attention on her, the question of whether the resources he spent will result in sex plays a very big factor. If your male "friend" chooses to spend his time and money on you, it's because he thinks there is a chance it might pay off in sex at some point. If he hangs out with you instead of with some other female, it's because he thinks you are his best bet to getting sex.
The more likely there will be sex, the more willing he is to spend his little bit of free time with you. If he thinks his chances of having sex are higher with a different female, he will spent more time, money and attention on her. That's just common sense, and using his limited resources wisely
Men pretend to be “just a friend” at first, even though they want to sleep with you from day one. Otherwise they wouldn't be spending any time, money or attention on you, because these are limited resources and they need these resources to attract a mate. They can't afford to squander them. So they apply these resources to the female that looks to be their best bet to get laid. But they also know that they can't tell the woman on day one that they want to sleep with her, because she'd think it's creepy. So they play along with the illusion that it's “just a friendship” that “suddenly” developed into more, when the woman finally feels inclined to sleep with the guy “because they have a deep connection.” But that was really his goal from day one.
There are only 24 hours in a day. The average man has to sleep about 8 hours. And work for 8 hours. That leaves 8 hours to run some errands, drive to and from work, eat, and have some spare time. And in that little bit of spare time, a man has to figure out how to get the one thing he likes more than anything else: sex.
So when a man has to choose whether or not he will hang out with a female and spend any time, money or attention on her, the question of whether the resources he spent will result in sex plays a very big factor. If your male "friend" chooses to spend his time and money on you, it's because he thinks there is a chance it might pay off in sex at some point. If he hangs out with you instead of with some other female, it's because he thinks you are his best bet to getting sex.
The more likely there will be sex, the more willing he is to spend his little bit of free time with you. If he thinks his chances of having sex are higher with a different female, he will spent more time, money and attention on her. That's just common sense, and using his limited resources wisely
Men pretend to be “just a friend” at first, even though they want to sleep with you from day one. Otherwise they wouldn't be spending any time, money or attention on you, because these are limited resources and they need these resources to attract a mate. They can't afford to squander them. So they apply these resources to the female that looks to be their best bet to get laid. But they also know that they can't tell the woman on day one that they want to sleep with her, because she'd think it's creepy. So they play along with the illusion that it's “just a friendship” that “suddenly” developed into more, when the woman finally feels inclined to sleep with the guy “because they have a deep connection.” But that was really his goal from day one.
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
THOUGHTS: YOU SEE A LOT OF SMART GUYS WITH DUMB WOMAN, BUT YOU HARDLY EVER SEE SMART WOMAN WITH A DUMB GUY
You see a lot of smart guys with dumb women, but you hardly ever see smart women with a dumb guy.
When he looked into her eyes, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke — the language that everyone on Earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Because when you know the language, it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it’s in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one’s dreams would have no meaning.
I’m not going to deny that I was aware of your beauty. But the point is, this has nothing to do with your beauty. As I got to know you, I began to realise that beauty was the least of your qualities. I became fascinated by your goodness. I was drawn in by it. I didn’t understand what was happening to me. And it was only when I began to feel actual, physical pain every time you left the room that it finally dawned on me: I was in love, for the first time in my life. I knew it was hopeless, but that didn’t matter to me. And it’s not that I want to have you. All I want is to deserve you
I will not fall in love with your bones or skin. I will not fall in love with the places you have been. I will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind.Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary
When he looked into her eyes, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke — the language that everyone on Earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Because when you know the language, it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it’s in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one’s dreams would have no meaning.
I’m not going to deny that I was aware of your beauty. But the point is, this has nothing to do with your beauty. As I got to know you, I began to realise that beauty was the least of your qualities. I became fascinated by your goodness. I was drawn in by it. I didn’t understand what was happening to me. And it was only when I began to feel actual, physical pain every time you left the room that it finally dawned on me: I was in love, for the first time in my life. I knew it was hopeless, but that didn’t matter to me. And it’s not that I want to have you. All I want is to deserve you
I will not fall in love with your bones or skin. I will not fall in love with the places you have been. I will not fall in love with anything but the words that flutter from your extraordinary mind.Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary
Sunday, September 3, 2017
THOUGHTS; MY FINGERS THROUGH THIS SCREEN
If I could, I'd press my fingers through this screen; hold my favorite parts of you. Force lips through glass to steal a kiss. I don’t just want to take your breath away. I want to rip it from your mouth and keep it locked away between my teeth. You can only have it back if you kiss me again.You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.You kiss me and there aren’t sparks. There’s an entire orchestra in my chest, playing staccato on my heart strings
I am tracing the knobs of your spine like the map of my favorite continent. You are all the places that I haven't visited yet and I mark each one off with my teeth
Saturday, September 2, 2017
THOUGHTS: MAYBE THERE'S A UNIVERSE WHERE I'M THE RIGHT PERSON FOR YOU
People don’t like love, they like that flittery flirty feeling. They don’t love love – love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not emotive. Our culture doesn’t love love, it loves the idea of love. It wants the emotion without paying anything for it. It’s ridiculous.
I don’t think woman love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love. Who’s going to love the guy that is so sexual? The guy who like consistence? The guy who likes control?Who’s going to love the monster in me, who’s going to love me now?
I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t. Some people will never ‘get you’. Do not spend eternity asking why. People will see you differently, just cherish those who lift your soul.
Maybe there’s a universe where I’m the right person for you. Where I adore every nice thing you did for me without starting to resent you. A universe where you actually end up with someone who appreciates you. Where no one becomes a doormat. Where both of us can shed our baggage and curiosity and issues. A universe where we’re happy without wondering if that happiness is some messed-up game ready to topple at the slightest quiver. A universe where we’re comfortable and sure. Where I don’t second guess everything and I’m not afraid of commitment and of the future and of love. Maybe there’s a universe without all the noise in my head and the pride that makes me so fiercely independent and the coldness in my heart that I can turn on and off like a security fence.
To me, ,,,two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.
I don’t think woman love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love. Who’s going to love the guy that is so sexual? The guy who like consistence? The guy who likes control?Who’s going to love the monster in me, who’s going to love me now?
I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t. Some people will never ‘get you’. Do not spend eternity asking why. People will see you differently, just cherish those who lift your soul.
Maybe there’s a universe where I’m the right person for you. Where I adore every nice thing you did for me without starting to resent you. A universe where you actually end up with someone who appreciates you. Where no one becomes a doormat. Where both of us can shed our baggage and curiosity and issues. A universe where we’re happy without wondering if that happiness is some messed-up game ready to topple at the slightest quiver. A universe where we’re comfortable and sure. Where I don’t second guess everything and I’m not afraid of commitment and of the future and of love. Maybe there’s a universe without all the noise in my head and the pride that makes me so fiercely independent and the coldness in my heart that I can turn on and off like a security fence.
To me, ,,,two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.
Friday, September 1, 2017
JOURNAL: YOU CAN'T BE FRIEND WITH PEOPLE YOU SLEEP WITH
There are certain things about myself that I’ve had to come to grips with when it comes to relationships.While I can get down with some coitus, I tend to lean pretty heavily toward monogamy;
I have never understood people who can be friends with their exes. Every time a relationship ends, I go scorched earth. I put them in my phone as “DO NOT ANSWER.” I delete everything. You want a lesson in erasing history? Email me
It’s not for lack of trying. Some of my past ex, wanted to be friends once we put the final nail in the coffin that was holding our failed relationship. And I tried. Honestly, I did. We even met for dinner and attempted to exchange pleasantries over tacos. But the conversation eventually turned to the issues in our relationship
I have a hard time letting go. One of my biggest downfalls is my intense desire to make other people happy and to fix things. So I tend to hang on to relationships far beyond their expiration point. Every time a relationship ends, I go scorched earth.
This tendency to hang onto failing relationships is, as far as I can tell, the biggest reason why I have a hard time transitioning into friendship post-breakup — and knowing when to cut ties is definitely something I’ve been working on. When I was younger, I held on because I didn’t want to be alone. But now that I no longer fear my single status the way I fear grim death, letting go has become easier.
That said, I’m not shifting the blame entirely on myself — when someone treats you as poorly as some of my exes have, you don’t owe them friendship. I’m just acknowledging my role in the dynamic so that I can hopefully learn from these situations and grow. And who knows? Maybe if I had exited these relationships sooner, I still wouldn’t have wanted to be friends with these people.
If I’m being honest with myself, I don’t think being friends with an ex will ever work for me. I know that lots of people are able to do this, and it sounds really great. But I just can’t get comfortable with the idea of being 100% friends with someone who’s I been have been inside of(that’s an honor literally none of my other friends hold). My friendships are very different from my romantic relationships; they come with less emotional baggage and have a strong foundation of trust and mutual respect (also there’s the part about not having to be inside of them).
So, for the time being, once the dust from a breakup settles, you’ll find me sitting in bed watching movies and eating I’ve found that it’s the best way for me to cope with the trauma of breakups. Perhaps one day I’ll meet someone I’m willing to maintain a friendship with.
I have never understood people who can be friends with their exes. Every time a relationship ends, I go scorched earth. I put them in my phone as “DO NOT ANSWER.” I delete everything. You want a lesson in erasing history? Email me
It’s not for lack of trying. Some of my past ex, wanted to be friends once we put the final nail in the coffin that was holding our failed relationship. And I tried. Honestly, I did. We even met for dinner and attempted to exchange pleasantries over tacos. But the conversation eventually turned to the issues in our relationship
I have a hard time letting go. One of my biggest downfalls is my intense desire to make other people happy and to fix things. So I tend to hang on to relationships far beyond their expiration point. Every time a relationship ends, I go scorched earth.
This tendency to hang onto failing relationships is, as far as I can tell, the biggest reason why I have a hard time transitioning into friendship post-breakup — and knowing when to cut ties is definitely something I’ve been working on. When I was younger, I held on because I didn’t want to be alone. But now that I no longer fear my single status the way I fear grim death, letting go has become easier.
That said, I’m not shifting the blame entirely on myself — when someone treats you as poorly as some of my exes have, you don’t owe them friendship. I’m just acknowledging my role in the dynamic so that I can hopefully learn from these situations and grow. And who knows? Maybe if I had exited these relationships sooner, I still wouldn’t have wanted to be friends with these people.
If I’m being honest with myself, I don’t think being friends with an ex will ever work for me. I know that lots of people are able to do this, and it sounds really great. But I just can’t get comfortable with the idea of being 100% friends with someone who’s I been have been inside of(that’s an honor literally none of my other friends hold). My friendships are very different from my romantic relationships; they come with less emotional baggage and have a strong foundation of trust and mutual respect (also there’s the part about not having to be inside of them).
So, for the time being, once the dust from a breakup settles, you’ll find me sitting in bed watching movies and eating I’ve found that it’s the best way for me to cope with the trauma of breakups. Perhaps one day I’ll meet someone I’m willing to maintain a friendship with.
Thursday, August 31, 2017
DATING: DON'T
Don’t hang out with me if you’re going to end up leaving in the end
Don’t come to my bedroom and then leave me there
Don’t compliment me if you’re using the same lines on dozens of other guys
Don’t text me for all day and then ignore me forever
Don’t make me fall for you if you’re going to call me OCPD as soon as I get attached to you.
Don’t kiss me if you’re going to leave me wanting more
Don’t act like you really like me and then leave my life
Don’t make promises to me that you’re never going to follow through on.
Don’t tell me how much you love me and then leave.
Don’t act like you want me to be your boyfriend if you’re planning on sleeping with me and then leaving.
Don’t lothing you’ve ever seen when you think we’re better off as friends.
Don’t lead me on and then let me know that you’re already in a relationship with someone else.
Don’t tell me that I mean something to you when I’m clearly not one of your priorities.
Don’t make me trust you and then break my heart.
Don’t tell me that you love me if you don’t understand what the word actually means.
Don’t come to my bedroom and then leave me there
Don’t compliment me if you’re using the same lines on dozens of other guys
Don’t text me for all day and then ignore me forever
Don’t make me fall for you if you’re going to call me OCPD as soon as I get attached to you.
Don’t kiss me if you’re going to leave me wanting more
Don’t act like you really like me and then leave my life
Don’t make promises to me that you’re never going to follow through on.
Don’t tell me how much you love me and then leave.
Don’t act like you want me to be your boyfriend if you’re planning on sleeping with me and then leaving.
Don’t lothing you’ve ever seen when you think we’re better off as friends.
Don’t lead me on and then let me know that you’re already in a relationship with someone else.
Don’t tell me that I mean something to you when I’m clearly not one of your priorities.
Don’t make me trust you and then break my heart.
Don’t tell me that you love me if you don’t understand what the word actually means.
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
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