A nice, intelligent, thought-provoking person to really like. Who really likes me too...One who cares about me for ME, not because of what i look like... Just be yourself. One who makes me think about the big picture instead of the itty bitty day to day crap. One who can be so much like me, but so different from me at the same time. One who can keep up with me when I run around everywhere at once. Or one who is able to run around everywhere at once by themselves and does not need me 24/7 in order to survive. But at the same time one who i can just sit on my arse with and have that be the most content moment of my life. One who is not afraid to disagree and debate with me. (Even though I'm always right.. heheheh) One who i can giggle with. One who i can hug and hold hands with. One who i can cry with. One who can be my best friend. One who i can wrestle around with laughing until we're out of breath. One who is not afraid to speak their mind, or bounce their weird inner thoughts on life off of me. One who will be there for me just as much as i am for them, but at the same time know how to live their own life. One who knows what i'm talking about and can follow my mental process when i blurt out the end result of my long train of inner thoughts, or start a conversation mid-thought. ;) One whose flaws match my flaws. One who UNDERSTANDS me, even though I cannot understand myself. One who i can throw french fries at. Kinda hard to find someone like that though, eh? OOhhhhh well. That's what I want, and I will settle for no less :) Oh yeah, and hot black-haired girls. I'll settle for those, too. ;) Have you ever felt like you knew someone a long, long time ago? Another place, another time, a friendship of the souls? Two people who share a bond for reasons neither know, A feeling that they were friends, a long, long time ago? Did they stumble onto each other by pure circumstance, Or was it fate and destiny that played a certain hand? Two souls intertwined, they are worlds apart, But the soul, it knows no difference, in matters of the heart.Somehow they are drawn together, fate has brought them back, Each living worlds apart, they journey separate paths. When this life is over, and a new life begins, Their souls will find each other, two souls that we call friends
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veronica decides to die. the alchemist. eleven minutes. the zahir. the mountain.
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