chess VS tic-tac-toe

I won't play hard to get because I know your life has been hard enough already.. Love is just a game: the birds play tic-tac-toe and those of us with some emotional intelligence play chess. We sit out in the patio playing with our scars, saying "checkmate" when we are the one that makes it out without a broken heart. i don’t fear a broken heart… i intend to live my life and love in abundance. and if i leave this world with a broken heart, there’s going to have to be a thousand separate heavens for all my shattered pieces.

ThatxPerson

Just hope that when you meet that person, you’re that person’s person too..
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That one "person" that we spend our lives looking for and waiting for. The one who's fingers fit perfectly between ours, makes time when there is no time, loves all the tiny details that you strongly dislike about yourself....That one person who'd rearrange their life just to fit you in, introduces you to moms and pops, hates sushi, but will take you out to eat it just because you like it... that person wants to show you off to the world. That person wants to sit in an empty white room with you. That person says too much. That person cares too much. That person wants to do nothing and everything at the same time, or at different times, it doesn't matter, as long as it's with you. That person wants to write you pointless letters. That person would write poems to parts of you that you can't stand. Perhaps you've met the person. Perhaps you haven't just yet. Just hope that when you find "that person" you're that person's person too....

Kindred Soul

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I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don't already know, and make me laugh. One who can make sense out of my insanity, will argue with me and tell me I'm wrong, whenever I am. One who can make me put down my books and pen for a while and engages me in endless and pointless conversation. A being who would find comfort in sitting in an empty white room with me.  Must be able to stimulate my mind. One who l can make go insane and that will hopefully bring out what ever sanity is left within me. On who can tell me what inspires and makes them thrive in hopes that it too, will cause a change in me...  I'll eagerly listen to what you like, what makes you mad, and what thoughts keep you up at night. Tell me, what pinnacles do you want to reach? Do you want to live in the city or maybe one day move out to the suburbs? Do you ever see yourself moving to Seattle? Tell me how you like your coffee and eggs in the morning so that I can cater to you. I don't care what you look like as long as I can get lost by looking into your eyes and you turn me on. And if you can do that I'll walk on fire, if I have to. I'll travel the world and it's seven seas, if I must do so. I will write about you and to you. I just need you to have something in there. I beg of you to have something in there. I hope you have something in there. Something worth all these sleepless nights where I've laid tossing and turning, my mind consumed with thoughts of one day standing right before your eyes.... 

Jabber

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I don't want to talk. I don't want to assemble words into sentences full of empty promises. I don't want to waste my breath uttering words that have no meaning, no purpose, no power, no influence. I'm done talking. I'm sick and tired of attempting to congregate words to efficiently express my feelings to you. It's pointless and so effortful. It's draining and debilitating my being. I've left myself so vulnerable, open, and naked. It hasn't gotten me anywhere. I'm still here, you're still over there, and there are pieces of my heart scattered all over these hardwood floors. It hurts, it's torturous, and tormenting. It consumes my mind through out the day and keeps me up all night. It has me writing messages in bottles I've drank down to keep the thoughts of you away. My pen is all out of ink, darling. Now it's best that I admire you from a far..... so I will.  

Bucket List

  1. See Bodies: The Exhibition 
  2. Learn how to dance Tango 
  3. ​Ride top down in a convertible with a cute boy while listening to our favorite songs
  4. ​Find a muse 
  5. Get a masters in physics 
  6. Go rock climbing ​
  7. Ride a mechanical bull 
  8. ​Have a tank full of Jelly fishes in my living room
  9. Fill up a whole journal with random writings ​
  10. Go to one of the world cup games ​
  11. Travel and visit as many places as possible ​
  12. Be genuinely happy
  13. ​Go on a road trip 
  14. Go camping (in my back yard in a tent) ​
  15. Experience an OBE
  16. Volunteer at a hospice center ​
  17. Save lots of lives ​
  18. Go on romantic getaway ​
  19. Visit a castle in England
  20. Go skinny dipping in a river ​
  21. Swing from a rope into a lake ​
  22. Take cooking lessons in Italy ​
  23. Ride in a hot air balloon ​
  24. Visit NYC for the holidays
  25. Create and bury a time capsule ​
  26. Throw a drink at someones face
  27. See the sunrise and the sunset on the beach on the same day ​
  28. ​Go to the top of the Eiffel tower
  29. Fall in love with someone who is in love with me ​
  30. Go to the venice carnival ​
  31. Buy a house ​
  32. Have kids ​
  33. Make a scrap book ​
  34. Go to a masquerade party ​
  35. Attend a polo match ​
  36. Have a real pillow fight ​
  37. See the northern lights ​
  38. Kiss in the rain
  39. Kiss at the top of a ferris wheel ​
  40. Sing Karaoke for a cute boy ​
  41. Smile a lot ​
  42. Start a collection of souvenirs of places I've visited  ​
  43. decorate and design my place ​
  44. Be happy with myself ​
  45. Be spontaneous ​
  46. Be someone's world
  47. Have a food fight ​
  48. Cook pancakes naked ​
  49. Cook anything naked ​
  50. ​Shower with someone