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It's Sunday, it's a good morning...
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We've came to this conclusion after alot of bad times in our lives. | |||
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I shall build up to being nice to some other folk over the course of the day x
Morning everybody x | |||
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"Awwww Meli Very true words, soppy yes, but so what, there is nothing wrong with soppy. It's so important to let people know your feelings, why hide. I know what it's like to fall out of love, it's horrible and hurts like a bitch so now I'm madly in love, I very much appreciate it with all my heart and tell him and show him. By showing him I don't mean just sex, but the everyday things, the helping him when he's frantically busy, making him tea when he's late in, stroking his head just the way he likes it, giving hugs when he's exhausted, yep, just being there for him 100% unconditionally. I also tell my close friends how much I love them and appreciate them, although that is usually after a few glasses of wine. Love makes the world go round after all." This is heartbreakingly beautiful. Love needs such tending, even when the frost is hard and deep. Even when the North wind blows cruelly, and rips every blossom from its stem. When the sky is grey, and hope as frail as a single green shoot on a lifeless stick. Sometimes, as in prayer, words must frame a will that's just not there. But my God, tend it anyway. Feed it with tenderness, patience, and infinite wonder. What a child sees in their first rainbow; an astronaut sees when Earth first floods the barren Moon with sapphire and emerald light; what God saw when he said 'Fiat Lux': that is Love, in all its infinite wonder. | |||
Right now I love my kids a huge amount for letting me sleep in undisturbed. Even if that means they've raided the biscuit tin for breakfast  | |||
"Hello you reading this. This is a tad soppy (I'm possibly still rather tipsy) Let people know how much they mean to you. If you love them, heck, if you like them, tell them. Freely. Without expectation. Show people you care. Unashamedly. And let people love you. Be your friend. Fancy you. You deserve that, even if you don't feel you do always. Good morning. "Good morning to you too. This is lovely xx | |||
"Not everyone has someone/people to love or to love them back though" | |||
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"Good morning associate Meli. Good morning everyone. Probably time you left the tequila alone and drank some water. Love you "Love you too associate, thank you for the advice. I didn't drink tequila last night! Sadly/probably for the best. Drinking a lot of water though, heading down South and I need to be fresh as a daisy. Miss your Brummie accent and shovel hands | |||
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"Awwww Meli Very true words, soppy yes, but so what, there is nothing wrong with soppy. It's so important to let people know your feelings, why hide. I know what it's like to fall out of love, it's horrible and hurts like a bitch so now I'm madly in love, I very much appreciate it with all my heart and tell him and show him. By showing him I don't mean just sex, but the everyday things, the helping him when he's frantically busy, making him tea when he's late in, stroking his head just the way he likes it, giving hugs when he's exhausted, yep, just being there for him 100% unconditionally. I also tell my close friends how much I love them and appreciate them, although that is usually after a few glasses of wine. Love makes the world go round after all. This is heartbreakingly beautiful. Love needs such tending, even when the frost is hard and deep. Even when the North wind blows cruelly, and rips every blossom from its stem. When the sky is grey, and hope as frail as a single green shoot on a lifeless stick. Sometimes, as in prayer, words must frame a will that's just not there. But my God, tend it anyway. Feed it with tenderness, patience, and infinite wonder. What a child sees in their first rainbow; an astronaut sees when Earth first floods the barren Moon with sapphire and emerald light; what God saw when he said 'Fiat Lux': that is Love, in all its infinite wonder. "You really do write in a way that feeds my soul. | |||
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