I don't think that it will matter either way you know? It's like, for every single right that you do, there's always going to be that one wrong that comes and washes it all away. It's supposed to be one of those things that makes someone smile...Instead, there's the yelling and disagreement. They try so hard to make you happy and then when it happens, somehow you weren't worth it...Maybe just not planned. One effort that you take pulls away from another moment and somehow one or the other wasn't good enough. I think it's really just a whirl of numbers that keep us in a constant contradiction.
I want but I won't...I see but can't understand...I hear but I wasn't listening...
It's a fickle thing you know? I guess I'll just get out another brush. I have plenty of paint remaining. This is my picture. Come paint with me. We'll cover our canvases until there's nothing left to understand.
Constant Contradiction While Living to Die
Author: Asian Sensation /
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There are no contradictions to report of. Unless you count me as a contradiction... A girl who doesn't fall head over heels for diamonds, who'd rather have a poem than jewelry at all. Who is conscious of the environment in which she lives and isn't afraid to make it work for her. Who will do anything for you to make you happy, while asking absolutely nothing but for love in return. I know that you aren't used to someone taking you in, loving you unconditionally and trying to give you everything. You're not used to someone not wanting from you. You've bought the past so much - cars, jewelry, technology. I'm not like them, and there, I suppose is your contradiction...
I'm not short, I don't have dark hair. I don't want you to spend money on me or buy me fancy things. I won't cheat on you, I won't treat you like shit. I'm not going to bail when things get complicated, when you reveal yourself to me. I only require your love and faithfulness. I just want your hugs and kisses. I love you and will do all that I can to keep a smile on your face.
You do a wonderful job my dear. I assure you that only a small portion of this has to do with you. The bit thaty does however is the good part. :) I love you Stephanie. Now and forever.
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