You Don't Phase MeSo today I got told "Congratulations on losing all that weight. You're still fat and ugly though."I think maybe I should have felt annoyed? But I didn't. I actually started laughing the moment I read it
cause honestly, he can say what he wants, it's a free country, but if he was trying to hurt me- he failed miserably. I'd like to put that in caps just in case he happens to read this.YOU FAILED MISERABLY.It didn't hurt for even an instant. I actually feel kind of sorry for him. I mean, if he really feels like he has to say those kind of things to me
then I imagine he must not have a very high self esteem. Either that or his life is so dreary he has to pull people down to his level of discontent. Sorry kid. You picked the wrong person to try to hinder. I refuse to be pulled anywhere that I don't want to go, and I don't want to go back to the place I was a year ago- when I actually believed that I had no (or very little) value.Unfortunately for him, I am perfectly content
World RunningWhen we were young, the world ran fast,And we wished those times would always last,But then we grew up straight and tall,and we find the world doesn't run at all,Oh No, the world doesn't run at all.
The Kiss That Left Me Wanting MoreI wanted to kiss him so badly. But I couldn't. I had promised myself that I wouldn't. And that was the worst of it. It was my own choice, but a choice I was not able to easily retract. But that didn't help with the desire. It burned me. It was a slow burn, haunting my heart and working its agonizing path into my soul, leaving in its wake the scar tissue of regret and the painful embers of wishful thinking. I ran my fingers along the edge of his jaw and allowed my lips to rest against his chin. He had his arms around my waist, hands caressing my hips and lower back. Wherever our skin connected tingled delightfully, and I finally understood the idea of being so in love with someone that physical touch was electric. Passionate energy arched between our bodies, causing the already thin barrier of my resolve to quiver dangerously.My lips moved against his skin, speaking softly, as if anything more would cause the moment to shatter and dissolve, "I'm rethinking my theory on kissing."He pul