Lead Me in Dances

I don’t understand why certain people from a CERTAIN GROUP act the way they do when they hear how well I am doing. For example, someone mention that I was a good person to work with and how the hell you go making some ratchet facial expression like you NEVER had ME GET YO ASS out of trouble before? This happen twice, in front of two different groups of people, from two different individuals but they are all in the same group. Like grow up, this ain’t high school. I’m just too polite to confront you about your childish behavior because you all like to think that you are all that. Well fakes, the next time this happen I’m going to ask you some serious questions because you ACT like you know me but do you REALLY? So don’t act like you work with me before, don’t act like I never save yo ass because you are just too prejudice to see past my “newbie” status. Which is funny because you look down on me as a newb and yet you make worst mistakes than newbs. What does that say about you?

If I am satisfied. Why are you not? 

If I am happy. Why can’t you be?

I feel like I’m back up.

You’re afraid to fight your battles so your hiding and occasionally turn around to shoot at the darkness that is chasing after you. Then you’ll turn to me and grin like you won a war, and expect praise. 

I feel like back up because I’m safe base. You’re not satisfied of this relationship yet you don’t take extra steps to venture out to find someone better. You talk and talk about it. But nothing happens.

I remember a time when I was like that. And I remember what my boyfriend at that time did. I wonder if I should do the same. 

To rid him of his safe base … so he will take those steps. But where will that leave me?

I know it wasn’t much but I still consider to put a lot of efforts into it. And among other stuff as well. You made it seem like I don’t really contribute to the relationship.

You faked somethings and acted like it really made you happy and I thought you were and now I’m just not sure.

It feels like your stepping on my efforts and that hurts.

I decorated my sims house with a christmas theme and I even worked on yours sim house. It probably doesn’t mean much to you but it meant something for me considering I never really cared for christmas until I met you and then christmas meant something to me.

I know you see my efforts and acknowledge them but they don’t land an impact. I do stuff I don’t like because I know it makes you happy and now I feel like I don’t even want to try anymore.

I ask if I ever made you ‘thump’ which is our keyword for heart-beat. And you said I never really made your heart thump. I tried so hard and I always thought I made you happy but I guess not.

You say I’m the one for you but I wonder. I want a person in my life who can make my heart skip a beat and I’m sure you do too. If your only with me because were stable then I don’t know what else to tell you other than, that won’t work.

I want to make your heart skip a beat the way you make mine skip.

You tell me that you love helping people and you can’t stand seeing someone hurt and weak —therefore you feel obligated to help them. So where were you when I’m hurt? Where were you when I needed you to help me stand?

I come to the conclusion that you like helping strangers and foes more than you want to help people close to you, is because its easier to help them than to even come as close as to helping yourself.

The one who needs the most help in the end, is you.

When your down. I don’t call you emotional over nothing. I ask you whats wrong. I give you time. I contact your friends and let them know so that can hear you out.

When I’m down. You call me emo. Without knowing the reason.

Were not married. Don’t think you can hurt me and just walk away with it. Don’t shove your comfort zone in my face, were different people who have different ideals.

Even if we are married, you shouldn’t treat anyone like that. Period.

I always question love. What is love, what do people do when their in love, am i in love? People give different answers when they are asked this question.

“I’ll do anything for her, I’ll give her my life, I’ll give her my time, I give her all of me.”

But when is it enough? When is it too much? When is it not enough?

I thought of a few qualities my future husband must have. It just sort of hits me while watching this music video.

Love is sweet, cute and it floats in the air. When your around a couple thats truly in love, you see it, smell it and then you wish your relationships were just like theirs.

I want my future husband to make me happy. Spoil me like a princess when I want him to and surprise me from time to time. I want him to give me a goodnight message and a goodmorning message whenever he wakes up or sleeps — and its always sweet, hardly ever the same. I want him to give me books for the holidays and cards to go with them. I want him to try. I want him to try before he gives up. I don’t want him to give up before he even tries. Making up excuses for something incredibly simple. Because I believe, it’s not hard if he’s in love.