"At a mile a minute my heart beats to the limit when I'm with you. So, kiss me again, underneath the moonlight. You're more than a friend. I knew it from the first sight. Hold me, feel my heartbeat. Put your arms around me. And kiss me again." ♥♥♥♥♥
Hahaha...there have been many times I've wanted to say this to people who constantly brag or put themselves on a pedestal. This isn't jealousy. This is me taking a stand for who I am. And the miles you spend making yourself feel better about yourself. I love me. Thanks!
tired.... Narcolepsy wears me out. I am tired of fighting sleep, being on prescription rx to keep me awake, fearing I'll fall asleep driving, the brain fog, the perception some ppl (even a few of my family members have) that I'm just "lazy" & "need to set my clocks to get up earlier".
They forgot play an instrument. Go for a run or a bike ride. Read or write poetry. Dress up from your heals up. Take a long hot bath and with candles, chocolate and listen to classical music. But most of all...do something for someone else, someone who has less or needs more. The ultimate two cures for sadness are time and perspective.