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She’s just a girl. Nothing special, just your average teenager. Her hair never went the way she wanted it, her clothes never fit her right, and she never went to bed at a reasonable hour before school the next day. She didn’t have straight A’s, and she wasn’t the sports star. But she has dreams. When no one is around, she dances and she sings. She wants to fall in love. She has once before, but has gotten her heart broken. She is probably more careful than she should be. She wants a boy who sees the real her, not the one she tries to make people thinks she is. She wants to be loved for the girl who is clumsy. The girl who is super ticklish and has a crazy laugh. The one who is the band geek and who doesn’t feel beautiful. She’s crazy sometimes, and she cries too easily. And all she wants is a boy to love her for that. One who will hold her hand and kiss her forehead. One who will give her his sweatshirt when she is cold, and hold her when she cries. He won’t be afraid to let the world knows he loves her. All she wants is a happy ending.
It can totalllyyy make you cry.
- Boy: Hey, hun!
- Girl: Hey.
- Boy: I missed you at school today. Why weren't you there?
- Girl: Yeah, I had to go to the doctor.
- Boy: Oh really? Why?
- Girl: Oh, nothing. Just some annual shots, that's all.
- Boy: Oh.
- Girl: So what did you guys do in Math today?
- Boy: You didn't miss anything that great, just a lot of notes.
- Girl: Okay, good.
- Boy: Yeah.
- Girl: Hey, I have a question to ask.
- Boy: Okay, ask away.
- Girl: How much do you love me?
- Boy: You know I love you more than anything in this world.
- Girl: Yeah.
- Boy: Why did you ask?
- Girl: *silence*
- Boy: Is something wrong?
- Girl: No. Nothing at all. Um. How much do you care about me?
- Boy: I would give you the world in a heartbeat if I could.
- Girl: You would?
- Boy: Yeah of course I would. *sounding worried* Is there something wrong?
- Girl: No, everything's fine.
- Boy: Are you sure?
- Girl: Yeah.
- Boy: Okay. I hope so.
- Girl: Would you die for me?
- Boy: I would take a bullet for you any day, hun.
- Girl: Really?
- Boy: Any day. Now, seriously, is there something wrong?
- Girl: No, I'm fine. You're fine. We're fine. Everyone and everything is fine.
- Boy: Okay.
- Girl: Well, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at school.
- Boy: Alright, bye. I love you!
- Girl: Yeah. I love you too. Bye.
- THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL
- Boy: Hey, have you seen my girlfriend today?
- Friend: No.
- Boy: Oh.
- Friend: She wasn't here yesterday, either.
- Boy: I know. She was acting all weird on the phone last night.
- Friend: Well, dude, you know how girls are sometimes.
- Boy: Yeah, but not her.
- Friend: I don't know what else to say, man.
- Boy: Okay, well I gotta get to English. I'll see ya after school.
- Friend: Yeah I gotta get to Science. Later.
- THAT NIGHT
- Girl: Hello?
- Boy: Hey.
- Girl: Oh, hey.
- Boy: Why weren't you at school today?
- Girl: Uh, I had another appointment with the doctor.
- Boy: Are you sick?
- Girl: Um, I have to go. My mom’s calling on the other line.
- Boy: I’ll wait.
- Girl: It may take a while. I’ll call you later.
- Boy: Alright. I love you.
- -very long pause-
- Girl: *with a tears in her eyes* Look, I think we should break up.
- Boy: What?!
- Girl: It’s the best thing for us right now.
- Boy: Why?
- Girl: I love you.
- THE GIRL DOESN’T COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE
- Boy: Hey dude.
- Friend: Hey.
- Boy: What’s up?
- Friend: Nothing. Hey, have you talked to your ex lately?
- Boy: No.
- Friend: So you didn’t hear?
- Boy: Hear what?
- Friend: Um, I don’t know if I should be the one to tell you…
- Boy: Dude, just tell me!
- Friend: Uh. Call this number, 433-555-3468.
- Boy: Okay, thanks!
- BOY CALLS THE NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
- Voice: Hello, Suppam County Hospital. This is Nurse Victoria.
- Boy: Uh, I must have the wrong number. I’m looking for my friend.
- Voice: What is their name, sir?
- *boy gives info*
- Voice: Yes, this is the right number. She’s one of our patients here.
- Boy: Really? Why? What happened? How is she?
- Voice: Her room number is 646 in building A, suite 3.
- Boy: WHAT HAPPENED?!
- Voice: Please come by, sir, and you can see her. Goodbye.
- Boy: WAIT! NO!
- THE BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM 646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. THE GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.
- Boy: Oh my God, are you okay?
- Girl: *silence*
- Boy: Dear, talk to me!
- Girl: I..
- Boy: You what?
- Girl: I have cancer and I’m on life support.
- Boy: *breaks into tears*
- Girl: They're taking me off tonight.
- Boy: Why?
- Girl: I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t .
- Boy: Why didn’t you tell me?
- Girl: I didn’t want to hurt you.
- Boy: You could never hurt me.
- Girl: I just wanted to see if you felt about me the same as I felt about you.
- Boy: Huh?
- Girl: I love you more than anything. I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you.
- Boy: *crying*
- Girl: Don’t be sad. I love you and I’ll always be there with you.
- Boy: Then why did you break up with me?
- Nurse: Young man, visiting hours are over.
- The boy leaves and later that night the girl is taken off of life support and dies, but what the boy didn’t know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time. She only broke up with him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks left to live and thought that it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.
- NEXT DAY
- The boy is found dead with a gun in one hand and a note in the other.
- THE NOTE SAID:
- “I told her that I would take a bullet for her, just like she said she would die for me.”
Be that girl. Be the girl who keeps her phone on her pillow until 4am waiting for a text. Be the girl who stops in the middle of a test to laugh at something she remembers. Be the girl who is so determined to find love, that she’ll risk her heart being broken over and over. Be the girl who isn’t afraid to say “I love you.” Be the girl who knows that no matter what happens, she will find love.
Be that girl.
Be the girl who keeps her phone on her pillow until 4am waiting for a text? I am that girl. :))
That’s me! :\ :P
and if you ever forget how much you really mean to me ,everyday i would remind you .
You’ll always have my shoulder when you cry , I’ll never let go ,Never say goodbye
Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love? Why does anyone ever make love?
Will you marry me seetupid?
- Boy: You know what?
- Girl: What?
- Boy: Next time i see you, don’t wear that skirt again, it’s too revealing
- Girl: Why? I thought you loved that skirt
- Boy: Next time, wear something that reaches to your ankles
- Girl: Ok whatever
- Boy: A dress that reaches to your ankles.. and wear long white gloves that reach to your elbows
- Girl: What?
- Boy: Trust me
- Girl: What are you trying to do? Hide me from everyone?
- Boy: Do up your hair as well real pretty
- Girl: Are You listening to what i’m saying? You’re so conservative, don’t choke me like this… Are you kidding me?
- Boy: I’m dead serious.
- Girl: You know i dont like guys who boss me around
- Boy: … Wear a veil
- Girl: … what?
- Boy: Wear this ring too
- Girl: ….
- Boy: Marry Me
You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book. Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does. She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two. Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
Cute Conversation. ♥
- Boy: Babe?
- Girl: Yes?
- Boy: Which do you wear more often? Shorts? or Skirts?
- Girl: Umm.. depends on my mood, Why?
- Boy: Oh, I’m just asking. But next time in the future, Wear something that goes up to your ankles. :)
- Girl: Are you insane? -girls laughs- It’s so hot here, baby.
- Boy: I know, But I said in the future.
- Girl: What are you talking about?
- Boy: And when you wear that, Make sure you wear gloves that reaches to your albums alright?
- Girl: Omg, Is this for halloween? :)
- Boy: -boy laughs- No, babe. It’s not.
- Girl: Are we playing dress up? We’re too old for that now, baby. =$
- Boy: -boy laughs more- No, babe. We’re not either. Just listen to me alright? Then you have to put a veil over your head… :P
- Girl: So this is for halloween!
- Boy: -sighs- Nevermind. You don’t get it. It’s alright.
- Girl: Hahaha, I’m just kidding baby! :) Do I change my last name on that day? =$
- Boy: Yes, you do. :)
- Girl: Will I be yours forever starting from that day?
- Boy: Ever since that night you told me you love me back, It was the start of our forever.
- Girl: -girl blushes- Really?
- Boy: ‘Till death do us part. :)
