A sensitive man puts a great deal of thought into pretty much everything. When he opens up and talks to you, the chances are that each and every word has been agonized over, and carefully chosen to convey precisely what it is he wants to say.
“Whether you’re offending by me saying Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas, take comfort in knowing I don’t really mean either.”
I asked for submission about the sacrifices our parents make on my Tumblr and was inundated with responses, this is where the commentary is sourced from here.
“The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.”
“Are… you hungry?” she continues to ask, a small smile forming on the creases of her face. “Is that what it is? You’re hungry?”
For all our decent times together, there was one glaring problem. He didn’t really “get” my sense of humor.
“If you’re a guy and you’re reading this then take heed, they’re doing you a favor by being so openly crappy about how short they think you are.”
Stop dreaming and start doing. You are so intelligent and capable. Any career you pursue you will be incredible in.
The one who says they love you and means it, because friend-love is no less special or in need of being expressed than romantic love.
