i like the butterflies you get off of a goodmorning text. if he adds "beautiful" at the end? that's it. game over. i'm fucked up the rest of the day. there's nothing like the rush you get when you know he's coming by to see you. i love me a good cuddle session (even without the netflix). hand holding. door opening. random phone calls at work just to say hello, i was thinking of you. little subliminal messages on facebook cuz you both know you guys cannot tell your friends yet. which brings in a whole new kind of caking... the secret kind. the looks from across the room got you smiling like a damn fool all night. the two of you "accidentally" brushing arms or bumping into each other. girl, you know you timed that shit. flowers. love notes. texting me funny pics or song lyrics that you know will make me smile?
i love all that shit.
your not-your-typical girly girl -- and i plead guilty to this as well -- will tell you that all that shit is overrated. that bitch is lying. she'll tell you that she doesn't celebrate valentine's day or anniversaries but if you don't give her at least a heads up letting her know that you remembered, you will be in for a night of stank faces and attitude. complete with "nothing's wrong!" lol. trust me. c'mon dude, at least for the first one together. yeesh.
so guys, next time you meet a girl that you dig that just happens to be "one of the boys"... don't let that stop you from saying sweet things even if you think it's corny. #1 it WILL make her smile and #2 if you don't, how she supposed to know you think she's special?! duh. we're not mind readers. that's another post.
exactly. (damn, i love the 90s)
happy weekend, errbody!
2 comments:
I'm glad you like cake. I still owe you a red velvet one.
with buttercream frosting please! =)
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