Home is where the love is.

Hmmm...

franfonti:

I would love for the girl I date to have a passion for dancing, photography, or music. I would love to be someone’s first kiss. I would love to date a train wreck. I would love some immaturity. I would love some risk taking. I would love early realization. I would love some permanency. I would love to date a girl who could kick my ass in video games, and vise versa. I would love someone I can talk about “Boy” things and “Girl” things with. I would love a girlfriend whose hair needs to be held up after the vomiting of too much alcohol, because she was too stubborn to listen to me. I would love to date a girl who wasn’t a complete idiot. I would love to date a girl who doesn’t think they have men all figured out. I would love to date a girl whose parents actually liked me. I would love to date a girl who didn’t care if their parents liked me. I would love to have someone to talk to when my insomnia kicks in. I would love a girlfriend, and I would love to do find this and that..

but yo, life is not that black and white, and we don’t always get what we want..

I’ve always had a wonder for how “love” works. I don’t care if people out there find it feminine, but to me, a connection between two people of the preferred sex, is really interesting.

To think, the things that people will do, when they’re stuck in that boat.
The people they will ignore, the friends they will lose, and the rules they will break..
on the happier side:
The things that you learn, the maturity you earn, and the strength that you gain.

It’s just so interesting.
Those “butterflies” you get, all the cute and awkward moments, then how months later your relationship is nothing more than petty arguments.

How a friends can be lovers, but lovers cannot be friends.
How there is an acception to this rule.

BLAH BLAH BLAH.

I’ve always been so interested with it. Sheesh, I’m weird..
-Fran

I love this.