I Like To Match What I Wear

Then He Continues His Rant,saying, "and Even If I Didn't Know Them, I Know Their Type." "and What Type Is That?" She Asks,leaning Foward In Her Chair,yearning For Confirmation That He Gets It,that They Are Like-minded In Their Observations Of Others And The Circumspect Way They View The World. "oh,let's See," He Says,rubbing His Jaw. "superficial.artificial.sheep. They're More Worried About How They Come Across To Others Than Who They Really Are.they Exhaust Themselves In Their Pursuit Of Things That Don't Really Matter.

When You’re In Love, Sometimes You Have To Swallow Your Pride, And Sometimes You Have To Keep Your Pride. It’s A Balance. But When The Relationship Is Right, You Find The Balance.

I Love Him Wholly And Unconditionally And Without Reservation. I Love Him Enough To Sacrifice A Friendship. I Love Him Enough To Accept My Own Happiness And Use It, In Turn, To Make Him Happy Back.

Songs And Smells Will Bring You Back To A Moment In Time More Than Anything Else. It's Amazing How Much Can Be Conjured With A Few Notes Of A Song Or A Solitary Whiff Of A Room. A Song You Didn't Even Pay Attention To At The Time, A Place That You Didn't Even Know Had A Particular Smell. I Wonder What Will Someday Bring Back Dex And Our Few Months Together. Maybe The Sound Of Dido's Voice. Maybe The Scent Of The Aveda Shampoo I've Been Using All Summer.

No Scratch The Word "career". Careers Are People Who Wish To Advance. I Only Want To Survive, Draw A Paycheck. This Is Merely A Job. I Can Take Or Leave This Place. I Start To Imagine Quitting And Following My Yet-to-be-determined Passion.