Someone told me fear is a lie, fear is the one thing that holds us back from success. Everything you do is dependent on having fear or overcoming fear (that's my uncle by the way).
Right now i'm in a class with five girls and and I think one of them is really pretty, whenever she looks at me with her dark beautiful eyes my knees wobble and my tummy is filled with butterflies. I like the way her clothes wrap themselves around her body like a silk clothe hugging every inch of itself on her body. I like the way her hips move when she walks my way and I like the way her lips curl when she smiles. what i'm trying to say is that... I like how she looks at me and when she looks away when I catch her looking at me.
I don't speak to this girl, i'v never had a conversation with her asking her about herself, what she is into and what turns her on. I truly don't know her at all and every time I see her I have this burning desire to say hi and ask her name and maybe get her number (lame I know).
On the weekend I met another beauty that took my breath away. This beautiful girl knows who I am, we've had a conversation together, this beauty has me chasing after her like a Rainbow Lorikeet sitting on a fountain playing hard to get, its beautiful, and so is her existence. I have her number and I text her and she response to my messages, we see each other from time to time, and what I like about her is that we have a different relationship to everyone else because this relationship is about us and our own quirky adventures we have together.
BUT, someone in the back of my mind screaming: "Fear is a lie!"
Tomorrow is the first of May and in South Africa it is workers day, yet i'm terrified of being rejected by the true love of my life. All that I have worked for to get the opportunity to impress, and hopefully be rewarded might all slip away because I don't want to be rejected. The true love of my life will give me one shot at happiness, provided I'm good enough of course.
This is the meaning of my message, I like the first girl and I've never approached her and I've never had a real conversation with her. I adore the second girl I'm taking about in the second paragraph she makes me happy. The last girl i'm talking about is my dream, my potential career.
someone told me fear is a lie...
I wish that person could tell me what the cure for this lie is.
Right now i'm in a class with five girls and and I think one of them is really pretty, whenever she looks at me with her dark beautiful eyes my knees wobble and my tummy is filled with butterflies. I like the way her clothes wrap themselves around her body like a silk clothe hugging every inch of itself on her body. I like the way her hips move when she walks my way and I like the way her lips curl when she smiles. what i'm trying to say is that... I like how she looks at me and when she looks away when I catch her looking at me.
I don't speak to this girl, i'v never had a conversation with her asking her about herself, what she is into and what turns her on. I truly don't know her at all and every time I see her I have this burning desire to say hi and ask her name and maybe get her number (lame I know).
BUT, someone in the back of my mind screaming: "Fear is a lie!"
Tomorrow is the first of May and in South Africa it is workers day, yet i'm terrified of being rejected by the true love of my life. All that I have worked for to get the opportunity to impress, and hopefully be rewarded might all slip away because I don't want to be rejected. The true love of my life will give me one shot at happiness, provided I'm good enough of course.
This is the meaning of my message, I like the first girl and I've never approached her and I've never had a real conversation with her. I adore the second girl I'm taking about in the second paragraph she makes me happy. The last girl i'm talking about is my dream, my potential career.
someone told me fear is a lie...
I wish that person could tell me what the cure for this lie is.
