The 5 ways we like to receive love. POLL!!
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When a guy begins to open up and tell me what's on his mind or asks what I think about something (and I don't have to ask because he already knows I care), THAT's my affirmation that he trusts me and thinks of me as something other than shiny arm candy.
Silence can be perfect when you're with the right person. And deafening when they're gone.
*perk* Rosetta Stone
I was just thinking yesterday about wanting to get french (to brush up) and something new ......something exotic. My french is pretty sad these days...
Silence can be perfect when you're with the right person. And deafening when they're gone.
*perk* Rosetta Stone
I was just thinking yesterday about wanting to get french (to brush up) and something new ......something exotic. My french is pretty sad these days...
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Words of affirmation and phsyical touch (Hugs) are my big love language, both giving and recieving but ive learnt over the years actions speak louder than words , words can be cheep if not backed up by real actions, a massive hug from a friend who sees im down without me having to say anything mean more to me than words..
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he never....pfffffft
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white and fluffy
But Mary never poked its fur
This made the lamb quite huffy
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white and fluffy
But Mary never poked its fur
This made the lamb quite huffy
Not in the least by her,
Mary knew the lamb was comfy
To keep its unpoked fur.
Till upon us came that dark, dark day
Ignored went all the rules.
A finger jabbed in disregard
Said finger belonged to Jules.
Mary cried in disgust
The lamb grimly bleated
To say it's 'huffy' doesn't say it right
The lamb felt much more cheated.
His wool would never be called pristine
The invasion took his dreams apart
What once held hope for an LL Bean sweater
Now became socks at Wal-Mart.
The lamb never was the same again
He hid deep in his hovel.
But he knew revenge would come
After all, he still had the shovel.
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The evil Jules still stalked the lamb
who'd suffered such cruel slights
She hid in grass that was knee high
adjusting precision sights
One day the lamb poked out its head
and out of its hole it darted
The evil Jules laughed wickedly
As tail and lamb were parted
Jules spun the wool pulled from its tail
And with it she made a hat
A tie dyed beret cocked to the side
Because she's cool like that
who'd suffered such cruel slights
She hid in grass that was knee high
adjusting precision sights
One day the lamb poked out its head
and out of its hole it darted
The evil Jules laughed wickedly
As tail and lamb were parted
Jules spun the wool pulled from its tail
And with it she made a hat
A tie dyed beret cocked to the side
Because she's cool like that
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Well it's not a tale, it's true, you see
This stuff can't be made up.
She told all truth in her telling
To Jules I lift my cup.
No other tailless lamb exists
That still has a giggly grin
Cause though Jules did shoot off his tail
The joke's on her, I reckon.
Jules was a true shot
No one else could have done as well
But to paraphrase storyteller Paul Harvey
There's still a bit more story to tell.
You see she put so much work
Into crafting that beret
All rainbow colored and sparkly and such
While the lamb bandaged rump flambe.
To this day the lamb still laughs
When Jules brags about what she said
But everyone knows that she's wearing
The lamb's butt on her head.
So, to this day all the people snicker
And break into guffaws after she passes
Cause the smart people might wear fancy hats
But they don't make them out of ...rumps.
This stuff can't be made up.
She told all truth in her telling
To Jules I lift my cup.
No other tailless lamb exists
That still has a giggly grin
Cause though Jules did shoot off his tail
The joke's on her, I reckon.
Jules was a true shot
No one else could have done as well
But to paraphrase storyteller Paul Harvey
There's still a bit more story to tell.
You see she put so much work
Into crafting that beret
All rainbow colored and sparkly and such
While the lamb bandaged rump flambe.
To this day the lamb still laughs
When Jules brags about what she said
But everyone knows that she's wearing
The lamb's butt on her head.
So, to this day all the people snicker
And break into guffaws after she passes
Cause the smart people might wear fancy hats
But they don't make them out of ...rumps.
