to everyone:
what is your favorite random thing about your romantic interest?
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to everyone:
what is your favorite random thing about your romantic interest?
Anonymous
10:12:29 PM
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that look of disbelief on her face when i say something ridiculous. and the fact that she really is surprised when she knows i say those things just to see that look.
The way one eye wrinkles shut more than the other when he laughs.
The way he starts humming that same radiohead song when he's glancing over his email.
The size of his nostrils. His ex despised them (random, no?), and I therefore love them.
(they're slightly on the large side)
he REALLY needs to shave
we have basically the same shoes... mine a little more femine... gosh i love chucks
he zones out alot... and its absolutely adorable but u would think he was writting a novel in his head when really he just escaped the world for a moment..
the way his hair isnt died but it has these patches that are lighter than the rest
the way he smells
the way he looks at me over the shoulders of girls who are throwing themselves at him
The way he'll look at me from across a parking lot like nothing else exists in this world.
and that plaid shirt.
The plaid shirt, yeah. (I own it, now. How generous!)
I wish I had a romantic interest that was serious.
sigh
his golden-showers... i love his golden-showers.
his heartbeat, how big his hands are in comparison to mine, and how his skin is always warm, even when he tells me that he's freezing.
i love the way she shoots ping-pong balls out of her snatch
his eyes and how he smiles and looks at me when i'm there
his smell, his way of being friendly to everyone. the way he does things. just everything. i love him.
How he'll stare at me when he thinks I'm not looking.
And how he wears that yellow shirt at least once a week.
He has the most elegant hands... and they do amazing things.
How, on a windy day when his hair gets tangled in his face, he'll just stand there trying to blow it away with his breath until I straighten it for him. :)
The way he thinks that I care if he smells after he's been playing basketball for an hour.
The fact that we're both crazy. The fact that our insanity is exactly the same. The fact that neither of us knows anybody else who does it/has it/is it.
How we have the same sense of humor. How he notices details about me.
The way that I can't tell where she ends and where I begin.
Physically - Her hands, voice, hipbones, skin, eyes, hair...
How we can play off of each other so well. How we can connect deeply and still have some days to just kind of chill together. How we can somehow muddle through the problematic things in life without really knowing how.
How comfortable I feel around her, even in the most uncomfortable situations.
That look she gives me sometimes.
How she urges me to be different than I am, especially in the ways that I want to improve.
How I feel when I think about her.
To say nothing of the things she's done or is capable of doing.
I'm not even trying to disguise this post -- so I know that you'll see it.
she's indian
oh that was just obvious anon10
how she s being 'mushy.'
that he finds everything about me adorable, cute, funny, etc. (especially the things that I dislike about myself)
The fact that he's the only person who has ever told me I could gain weight and still look just as or even more beautiful.
- A Former Anorexic (who is now a healthy, almost-above-average-weight person)
The way he couldn't keep his hands off me. The way we'd fall asleep, with his arms around me. The way he brushed his lips across my neck in such a soft, loving way. Those long, slow kisses. His goofy smile. That look. The way he made me cry from happiness and held me until the tears of sorrow ceased. The way he understood me, inside and out.
his smile
Everything.
OP: Doctor Anonymous- that was beautiful. she's a lucky girl.
Yes. Yes, she is.
The way that when he laughs, or when he gives way to darker passions, his whole soul is in it.
He'll make me laugh, even when I don't want to.
how his green eyes get this
soft/excited/i'm-about-to-laugh
look in them when i talk to him.
I love the way he smiles with his eyes but not his mouth.
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