Comments Posted By eiram
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Funny how I read this word in my native language.
It may also just be the Universe’s answer to the millions of questions that have been boggling my mind these past few days. Weeks even.
It could be a reminder that I shouldn’t worry too much. That I should pay less or no attention at all to what other people think or say. That I should focus on what makes me happy, what motivates me, what inspires me. That I am way stronger than my fears and doubts combined.
That I should just jump.
» Posted By Eiram On 02.19.2014 @ 12:20 am
Your tousled hair is the first thing I see in the morning, and it’s the loveliest thing I wake up to.
» Posted By eiram On 09.25.2013 @ 9:20 am
Yes. No. Maybe. I don’t know. Do this. Why did you do that? Come here. Go away. Leave me alone. Stay with me.
Your indecision is my hell.
» Posted By eiram On 09.23.2013 @ 6:36 am
Your smile is your greatest complexity. A simple gesture that holds so many meanings.
A small one means you’d rather be at the dentist having a root canal than listen to my boring nothings, but you’re too polite to just get up and go.
A flash of your dimple is a go-signal that I’ve successfully charmed my way to you (but you’re not ready to admit defeat just yet.)
A grin is a warning that you’ve done something–usually when you’ve stolen popcorn from my bucket when I wasn’t looking or you switched our beers so you could get the bigger share.
When I see your teeth, and your eyes go crinkly to the point of disappearing, that’s the kind of smile that gives me reassurance. The radiance of it is enough to make me believe that at that very moment, I must be doing something right, and you smile to no one but me.
» Posted By eiram On 09.09.2013 @ 2:27 am
She packs extra food so she can give some to her colleagues. She shares her umbrella with a complete stranger. She exchanges 10-dollar bills for loose change on purpose so she could drop a coin in every donation box she encounters. She’s generous like that.
The only thing she’s greedy about? Him. He belongs to her, and to her alone.
» Posted By eiram On 09.03.2013 @ 11:33 pm
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A bottle of beer–half joy, half embarrassment.
» Posted By eiram On 08.30.2013 @ 12:25 am