Have you ever felt overwhelming love for an imperfect person for reasons no one else could understand?
Have you ever looked at that someone with all of their imperfections until all of those imperfections combined to make something so unbelievably beautiful you couldn't look at it without getting that swelling feeling in your throat and your eyes tearing and your heart breaking over and over again?
Not quite a review but the best I could do in my current frame of mind.
Thursday, January 27, 2005
'Cos there's beauty in the breakdown
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12 people hosed down:
Wow. Yeah. i feel that is just what I went through. No one is perfect, and this one definitely wasn't right for me, I know this now. But when you are in the midst of things the blinders are so opaque that you refuse to see what the effects of their imperfections have on you.
What do you do? find yourself again.
This post confuses me a little :-D
This post confuses me a lot.
No idea what you're talking about.
Read it twice.
Still no idea.
I find that kind of sad. But that's ok it's my thoughts, not for everyone to understand.
I've always understood what it said, just not exactly how it was being said.
I do now though.
I "hear" ya, Alex....loud n clear.
This is kind of humorous...all this animosity over someone living several miles away. I don't know if i'd be too concerned about the opinions of a man who blogs about watching movies with his online cyber-gf and dares to call that "really cool" at 30 years of age. without the web Lance would perish. He seemingly derives his entire persona by what he does and who he knows on a machine. He is defined by it, and when it gets to that point it is time to seriously re-evaluate why you're here. This is supposed to be a source of entertainment and yet there are those (such as Lance) who spend the majority of their time attempting to convince other online people of their advanced superiority. And if Lance were as intelligent as he obviously seems to believe he is, he'd have better things to do with his time than cast a bunch of stupid opinions at people who didn't even ask for them. Lance seems to thrive by trying to hoist himself up just a little higher than the rest of us. In reality, he's a tight-ass, a bullshitter and apparently somewhat of a sadist considering his penchant for insulting everyone. Allow me finally to say that i don't give a fuck about the inevitable "this is none of your fuckin' business" routine that i am sure will undoubtedly surface as a result of this comment. I saw a post and decided to comment, end of story. Night.
Yes, I can say that I have felt overwhelming love for an imperfect person for reasons no one else could understand. This has happened to me at least twice during my life. The first time was in junior high when I had a serious crush on a girl nobody ever seemed to notice and the second time occured during my studies in Germany. The latter case is more interesting as I, in contrast to the first crush, told my two best friends about it. Well, the story goes like this:
During my time in Germany we (i.e. my two English friends and I) got in touch with some English students (both boys and girls) from different universities in England studying German who had come over to our university for some classes (I studied chemistry). Anyway, we had some contact with some of these students. E.g. we met them in pubs, bars, student discos etc. There was, however, a couple of them we hadn't talked to; two girls from the University of Kent, England. One of those girls I felt really attracted to immediately. I got a crush on her. She was a thin medium-tall red-haired girl with a gigantic nose and a massive chin. According to one of my friends she looked like a supersized bird on which the chin and the nose made up the beak. Well, I told my friends that I had a crush on this girl and they thought that I had the weirdest and most bizzare taste when it came to women. They didn't find her remotely pretty. Not even one iota. But I, I really fancied her and I went to all the places where I heard she was going to show up just to have a look at her, and yes my heart broke over and over again. I wanted to talk to her to get to know her and talk to her but I always chickened out when trying even when I was drunk and drugged I was not able to do this. I still remember my mate's comments asking me "if I was man or mouse", I guess I was a mouse at that time. I really regret my behaviour and suffered a serious emotional blow in this period. After some few months her stay in Germany was over and she returned to Britain. I was left in Germany she didn't even know that I had fancied her. Sad story.
I just wanted to excuse my poor language in the previous post, it didn't come out in a proper way. I was a bit tired when I wrote the piece it but the meaning should, hopefully, be easy to extract though.
Bloody h***! Another mistake. OK! OK! I give up. I'll let this be as it is. I promise to proof read my posts before I push the "Publish Your Comment"-button from now on, he-he. Cheers,
Aww Jarle you don't have to worry about it. Actually you had it dead on as far as what I was trying to say. I guess we all do those things sometimes, where we just don't have the courage to say what we feel. I'm really glad you got it though, I was starting to think all men were clueless! ;)
Approximately how much does it cost to have a nosejob? I know that price will vary but I had my nose broken and need bridge work. Any ideas? Guestimate? Range?
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