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I’m debating turning this blog into daily expressions of grateful posts, because that’s all I ever am, and that’s all I ever will be. Amen!
There are some days when I feel the slightest distressed about never having a boyfriend. That distress is always quickly taken care of.
When I meet a really cute guy with facial expressions that drive me wild, nothing else about them seems to matter…yet anyway. The way a very beautiful face can express itself with it’s own unique features morphing into different looks that tells its own story can often distract me from noticing whether or not that person is actually interesting to talk to or not. Once I get so used to the expressions, and are around that person enough, that’s when I truly start to notice how I feel about them, especially if he wrongs me in the slightest.
How do I know when I have found my version of perfection in a man? Not only when his facial expressions drive me wild, but when his responses to my absurdity make me drop my jaw. When I start to have that craving for a guy in my life - when I really feel the need to be around him as often as possible - that’s when I know it’s time to say goodbye and retrieve my sanity once again.
