Hey bubblies,
I took an expected trip through the net today and happened to lay eyes on this hopelessly romantic paragraph. I wanted to share with all, singletons and attached both.
Relax your facial muscles because the following is sure to put a smile on your face!
I’m often perceived as visually “put-together” or styled in a way that is unapproachable and untouchable. Here I was, blessed with the very real possibility of my first second date in over a year and a half and goshdarnit I wanted to be touchable! I wanted to have shaken-out hair that I could casually flip and tuck behind one ear as I leaned in for a conspiratorial chuckle at some shared observation, and maybe it would fall from behind my ear and my date would reach out and tuck it back again and just then a bluebird would flutter in and land on my outstretched index finger and the bluebird and I would sing a lovely duet and then my date would join in on the third verse and I would wonder how he knew the song too but immediately stop worrying about that because suddenly we’d be harmonizing in perfect major triads and then we’d kiss I mean my date and I would kiss, not me and the bird although you know what maybe a little peck on the cheek which of course would be a literal peck in this case coming from a bird and actually now that I think about it that could leave a mark so maybe not…
From the notable minds at xojane.com
Stay bubbly,
TYB
I took an expected trip through the net today and happened to lay eyes on this hopelessly romantic paragraph. I wanted to share with all, singletons and attached both.
Relax your facial muscles because the following is sure to put a smile on your face!
I’m often perceived as visually “put-together” or styled in a way that is unapproachable and untouchable. Here I was, blessed with the very real possibility of my first second date in over a year and a half and goshdarnit I wanted to be touchable! I wanted to have shaken-out hair that I could casually flip and tuck behind one ear as I leaned in for a conspiratorial chuckle at some shared observation, and maybe it would fall from behind my ear and my date would reach out and tuck it back again and just then a bluebird would flutter in and land on my outstretched index finger and the bluebird and I would sing a lovely duet and then my date would join in on the third verse and I would wonder how he knew the song too but immediately stop worrying about that because suddenly we’d be harmonizing in perfect major triads and then we’d kiss I mean my date and I would kiss, not me and the bird although you know what maybe a little peck on the cheek which of course would be a literal peck in this case coming from a bird and actually now that I think about it that could leave a mark so maybe not…
From the notable minds at xojane.com
Stay bubbly,
TYB