One guy, just one guy to make me levitate above emotions, and the world. Mentally, physically, and emotionally, I just want to feel something different already

I went to the restroom and thought about life today and remembered reading about humans having the ability to only see less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum, and are able to see/visualize things like a rainbow. With all that, it also mentioned that “animals without cones” will think of a rainbow as non existent. Overall, it mentioned that a rainbow is almost like a belief, an imagination that we have all developed to see and think of as real. Now of course it is real, but only in the world of our eyes. Blind nor things without “cones” will never imagine the rainbow. This thought didn’t avert my feelings too much, but the thought of us all living in the same world with different perspectives to earth-made things was a bit crazy. Seems like a few of us humans have the ability to live in two dimensions at once. A dimension with us, and of course, themselves. So while we’re looking upon and admiring the rainbow, the animals will wonder what we’re observing and go back into living their non existent rainbow world

whats a person called, when they adore both sides of sex and romance. Of a person that doesn’t find it filthy but fulfilling, doesn’t do it for pleasure but peace. To where you fulfill both sides to get a peaceful state of mind and realize that you can’t have one without the other

So I laid in front of him a couple days ago to notice that we were soul-mating as we spoke, and the realization started to happen as his rainbow and garden like sheet covers hovered over us. As if we were laying on a perfect day, the feeling of what would be, definitely embraced itself. We touched, and caressed the outline of what we were making love too. And with a touch, came the eyes that both smiled at one another. So from the smiles, became feelings of the gooseflesh arising. I mean, with such feelings being felt even before the nights kiss, I’d say that the word “soul-mating” is the most amazing word I know.

Suppressing feelings, and not embracing all the things that can be. The emotions that try and run out begin to create queazy feelings in my stomach and allow me to obtain tingled palms, but what they don’t know is that they’re going into their own destination of death. For I, the human they live in, cannot realize that doing the obvious works best. I can’t let it all out yet, I can’t even smile all the time and be in the presence of love, because its too good to be true. With that, I’m not sure if it’ll be beneficial because I’d never be too sad to leave this life or too happy because I have this life 

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I was going to rant about my life, but I’ve just been so apathetic lately I don’t care. I also have a secret side blog where all I do is talk about why my last, and only real relationship, failed. That and why it’s hard for me to relate to anyone emotionally. I think it has something to do with the fact that I write Resident Evil fan-fiction.

You just think you’re the only one that floats on that boat. Yet you don’t know if someone is reading this only to shake their head because they’re on that same yacht with you, just on the other side thats all. Everyones fucking mental and emotionally destroyed in their own way. You have your side blog, and I have a laptop that can’t understand why I write my problems rather than fix em

How can you turn back from watching something like that, the fact of not even being there and feeling so much emotion and accumulating so many kinds of chills just shows that something so surreal can make all of us go back and wonder how fucking technology can create such things. I don’t know if I should cry because of his passing, or smile because I’m sure that every person who watched had a hesitation of not knowing if it was real or not, but wanting it to be of course. We are the generation that can experience such things, of where you can see a loved one project right in front of your eyes. Amazing 

If we all had sex more then 5 times a day everyday, we’d live past 100 and have the healthiest and happiest hearts. For breakfast, we’d eat our loved ones while we’d smile at each other and see the sun gleam upon the goosebumps that will expose on top of our luscious skin. Then lunch will be a beautiful picnic that will happen upon the wonderful sheets. I’d feed you while you fed me, and then we could have nipple and ass slappin snacks in and between the evening before dinner is served. Which will of course be served till we sleep in each other’s arms. We’ll dream about how making love is really something wonderful and gods gift. Smile till we wake, and do it again for eternity. 

waiting to make love is as bad as waiting to go to heaven. You don’t need marriage to feel something with someone, and you don’t need to wait for nirvana in the gates that seem non existent to others

Once I watched a horror film with two characters whom were in love. It started with the man leaving his wife behind in order to fulfill his own life with improvement and power, but the memories of her later became a continuous haunting and in the end his last goal was to find her once again. Before finding that he was living an illusion and actually came home to a dead corpse, his last words to her were something along the lines of not having only this moment to live with but, “Seven life times if we must” basically stating that their love could be eternal. With those words, a friend of mine related it with himself and told me that if we actually had seven lives, this lifetime would be his last. Calmly speaking, he said, “We are born again and again to gain more and search for what means the most to us. And with that, I have come to find what my ultimate goal is, and in this life, I’m going to go full circle and jump to my achievement”. He left me with more then just words to take in, I mean you have to understand that when a new outlook on something that grand is received, you have to put it upon yourself and think about how it affects you. I have to say that if we somehow actually live seven lives, I’m on the same boat of knowing what I want. Meaning that from the time of now and to come, I will complete my full circle and achieve my ultimate findings and goals as well  

you try so hard for someone to feel the same as you, whether its just texting or telling, you’re still there throwing in all kinds of adjectives in order for them to try and run through the same path. When really, you should just let them get there themselves. Let them naturally get to the place that you’re waiting at. Why hurry the emotions when each step you take to that destination is seemed or said to be “worth it”. If so, walk or run at your own pace and if you get there faster or without them, at least you went through some sort of adventure right. Don’t rush love or happiness, everyone will get there eventually. Its just that us, as different people, have different routes. Thats all really.

It helps you understand how human you are sometimes. People live in this lifestyle of consistency, of needing, giving, and receiving. Seems like you have 3 new goals to pursue each day you wake up, and with that, you don’t have time to sit there and think of what you’ve already done. Instead of breathing upon the past and acknowledging it as its own inner accomplishment, you run away and don’t even know its there. The act of trying can never be thought of, if that specific word doesn’t even comes into mind right. It seems so simple, of where it should thought of as mandatory, but the calling just ultimately depends on the person him/herself.  What are these personal issues that won’t allow you to fall into the core? Thing is, you should know that the demons are inside everyone, and without letting your past or inner happiness embrace itself, the word nostalgia or even the little feelings you accumulate as you’re actually thinking/finding that specific “place” of which will show how human we are, is absolutely annihilated. It doesn’t exist 

If we ever sat face to face, I’d want you to find the right feelings rather than words. Physical vibes lack when there is something much stronger, and I’d definitely prefer that you get a mixture of emotions happening mentally, of where you almost feel intimidated. Acquiring sweaty palms, and uneasy gestures is what I want you to have. So then, I can understand and see that you really feel something for me. 

Lay me down, and stare into me. I’ll be a step ahead and have already found myself in you