Several years back I had an online friend I got a crush on...
When I knew she was fat, I shrank back (I know why) and she wanted me to be cracked (she has a doctorate in Psychology and still works with it to help ppl to overcome their problems with obesity, loneliness and problems with sex)
She TAUGHT me a lot of things.
She is the most beautiful person I have loved (at distance). I never accepted to show up, because I know me well.
She told me, on time, she loved an engineer, a professional and very qualified man and, when they met, she knew he was on a wheel chair (that broke her heart) but she loved him, until the last day...
One day, as she told me, the Police phone called her (she got so nervous, and it downed on her what had happened suddenly).
Before that man died, the last phone call he did, was to listen to her voice (and believe me her voice is so special and sexy).
They both had a real love affair. She said she loved him until his last breath.
-We´re calling you to know who you are -said the policeman-. The owner of this phone died and, the last person he called, was this number we called and we wanted to check why he called you...
She said what she needed to say.
That engineer, for having lost one or two legs, had to work in a booth, renting phones or selling candies and magazines to get his daily bread (some ppl are really handicapped by society and by those corporations whose markets are in selling wrong life styles, images, instead of giving real social services).
That friend I had, almost shed her tears when she told me that, his last breath, his last words, were just for her, a beautiful woman who helps too many ppl to overcome their emotional limitations and -also- their problem with being over-weighted.
How do I respond to love? With love!
Being loved is a miracle.
Being liked is a miracle.
I don´t believe ugliness is really outside, but INSIDE, the way how we perceive love and ppl willing to give, themselves.
Those who are "young" and attractive -today- also have their chances to be picky but, time will tell all (as I also learned it when being old)
When I knew she was fat, I shrank back (I know why) and she wanted me to be cracked (she has a doctorate in Psychology and still works with it to help ppl to overcome their problems with obesity, loneliness and problems with sex)
She TAUGHT me a lot of things.
She is the most beautiful person I have loved (at distance). I never accepted to show up, because I know me well.
She told me, on time, she loved an engineer, a professional and very qualified man and, when they met, she knew he was on a wheel chair (that broke her heart) but she loved him, until the last day...
One day, as she told me, the Police phone called her (she got so nervous, and it downed on her what had happened suddenly).
Before that man died, the last phone call he did, was to listen to her voice (and believe me her voice is so special and sexy).
They both had a real love affair. She said she loved him until his last breath.
-We´re calling you to know who you are -said the policeman-. The owner of this phone died and, the last person he called, was this number we called and we wanted to check why he called you...
She said what she needed to say.
That engineer, for having lost one or two legs, had to work in a booth, renting phones or selling candies and magazines to get his daily bread (some ppl are really handicapped by society and by those corporations whose markets are in selling wrong life styles, images, instead of giving real social services).
That friend I had, almost shed her tears when she told me that, his last breath, his last words, were just for her, a beautiful woman who helps too many ppl to overcome their emotional limitations and -also- their problem with being over-weighted.
How do I respond to love? With love!
Being loved is a miracle.
Being liked is a miracle.
I don´t believe ugliness is really outside, but INSIDE, the way how we perceive love and ppl willing to give, themselves.
Those who are "young" and attractive -today- also have their chances to be picky but, time will tell all (as I also learned it when being old)
