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Not anyone who says, “I’m going to be careful and smart in matters of love,” who says, “I’m going to choose slowly,” but only those lovers who didn’t choose at all but were, as it were, chosen by something invisible and powerful and uncontrollable and beautiful and possibly even unsuitable — only those know what I’m talking about in this talking about love.
Dating girls is so much more fun because they don’t have unrealistic expectations of how we look naked. Like they get the struggle of striving for perfection so they just make each other feel beautiful instead of inferior
Seeing the texts her mother had sent to her made her happiness rush. She quickly put down her books and dropped everything at instant. She hated to be the one to interrupt her boyfriend but, she had to. It was an important news for her. She held on her phone tightly before leaving her own cabin.
The blonde rushed from her room to Matt’s cabin. Without even knocking on his door, she came in. “Matt?” She called, her voice sounded like she was in such rush. She hoped she didn’t wake Tiana or make her cry. That would have make Matt even more busy.
She stood next to him with her phone still in her hand. She showed him the text her mother has sent her. It read:
[text from Mom]: Hey, there! Are you coming home this thanksgiving? We miss you. I’m making your favourite pie also, please bring that boyfriend of yours. The whole family is curious.
[text from Mom]: That boyfriend requirement is a must. And please don’t tell me that you’ve broken up with this one like your other partners.
[text from Mom]: I want grandchildren, Morgan. Please help this woman’s old soul.
“Oops, probably should show you that.” She quickly closed and deleted the texts her mother sent. The last two were embarrassing but the last one was the most embarrassing. She hoped he didn’t mind it at all. The blonde smiled shyly at her boyfriend, “So, what do you say? Are you coming? Pretty please for pumpkin pies.”
Do not miss a single chance - not one single opportunity - to tell someone how wonderful they are, how special they are, how important to you they are, how incredible as a person they are, how beautiful they are inside and out. Do not miss a single opening in which to insert such a comment, genuinely felt and genuinely meant.