Despite waking up a half and hour before I needed to leave for class, I managed to be only 2 minutes late. On my way I got a “good morning” from a passerby, there was no line at Starbucks, and the train arrived promptly. Today is one of those unexplainably wonderful days. I’m happy, single….. strange.
“When you can’t have something you become obsessed with it”- Madonna. Ain’t that the truth; those with straight hair want curls. Curly- straight. Women who can’t get pregnant suddenly want nothing more than to bare a child. The same goes for a little thing called L.O.V.E.
Our constant need to feel needed often gets in the way of our happiness. We let the fact that we are alone bring us down instead of celebrating our single status. We think that because we are single we must be undesirable, or that we are damaged. I ask you; Why is being single synonymous with being unhappy?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KmWZXNDx5s
XoXo- Limardi<3
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