Sunday, December 4, 2011
Love Actually
It's amazing what one movie can make you feel and want to say. Love Actually makes me feel happy, depressed and makes me want to talk about how much I wish I could have just one good relationship before I'm twenty years old. So far I've dated a twenty-seven year old who was predictable to the p and a few other guys who were typical to the t. During the holidays everyone wants to have someone special to spend them with. Unfortunately but also, of course, I will not have a handsome, perfect guy to open cheesy presents with and laugh about the most common of jokes. The magic that the holidays hold isn't perhaps having someone to love, maybe it's the hope that enlarges when any adorable smile passes you in a day. You see, the trouble with love is, for me personally, it hasn't actually happened to me yet. Every relationship, every guy that I've been with have been exactly what I would hate and yell at the top of my lungs "Why me?!" if I ever ended up with them. I don't know if wishing on a star like a princess, or making a penny cost much much more by tossing it in a well, will even help dream come true. Let's face it, I'm not Rapunzel. But if per chance... a guy was perfect for me and he was out there, I could or rather can, only hope that he will be just as happy to see me as I him. Because love... actually, has to be the most exhausting emotion to find.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Sunflowers☼4☼Sarah: The Reason Behind It
My favorite flower! |
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