Last summer, my best friend and I hit the shores of Jersey for a week at the beach, minus the sun, the beach, and the boys (yes, I know, the best parts) I actually learned a lot about myself.
My best friend happened to be extremely close with a fortune teller—whom she promised me was 100% accurate. So yeah, she told me the initial of my ex who decided to randomly re-enter my life , told me what was on my mind, let me know why me and my old boyfriend wouldn’t last, and completed her reading by telling me that I would find my soul mate, get married, and have kids.
But how could she not see that I am the heartless romantic.
Heartless Romantic (n.) A person who believes that love and happy endings exist in every corner of the world, just not for
themselves.
So there it was, my life all on the palm of my hands. I guess all I have to do is wait till I see if it all comes true. [Pause]. We hear every day in life about true love, fairytale endings, and soulmates, but what does it all really mean?
So there it was & here it is: Love, lust, lies, trust, sad beginnings and happy endings all in one blog.
Maybe, one day: ♥
Friday, October 29, 2010
Love.
I’m probably a little late on learning this lesson, because I know you all already know that. But I still have to remind you. To love is to be loved.
Maybe, one day: ♥
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