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Make me ..Dance..
Keith Peter Samuel Huckfield. My Man. I do love him a bit. and then some. I've finally met someone who loves me back.And I LOVE that he brings out my jealous side.
Éilish Burks, Mari-anne copeland, Joseph Henry, Taylia Worth. They were always there for me and i'll always be there for them. They haven't changed a bit and because of them I am who I am today.
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Nothing about me is short and sweet.
I'll always be a fighter, it's in my blood.
When my great grandaddy went to war in 1916, fought in the somme for the Royal Munster Fusiliers, survived, and returned home, He didn't expect to be brutally murdered in his own backyard by english soilders for playing a simple sporting game with his sons.
My uncles joined the Óglaigh na hÉireann. The Irish Republican Army.
Fighters.
I'm not all violent though. I'm soft as shit if I care about you. Or if you throw the udead at me.
But I will take your knee caps.
Call me arrogant, ignorant and egotistic, because I am.
I can afford to be.
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I have anger issues
God is by my side. he is my wingman
I have talents too.
I am amazing on guitar
I make choonz. There top quality
Football was always my calling. gets me away from everything for 90mins
all sports. I win everything I play
I attracted some amazing mates.
and a man who loves me back.
I am romantic. old school. Poems and bible passages are what floats my boat
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What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self?
What can this symbiosis between two souls can be?
What can love be when you feel you cannot sleep at night, that every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart, when every breeze of wind has magical meanings?
What can love be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with the soul you love?
But what can love be in other transcendental realities? What about our souls?
Are our souls a waterfall, a true Niagara or a smile, a flirt of an angel? Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a summer rain?
Our souls could be all of this and much more. But what really happens in that transcendental reality when we feel we are truly in love, that we love so much that it hurts? That the air in the room is unbreathable, that the sentimental, spiritual or physical distances kill us? What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for the person we love so much, our Great Love? What are all thses? What are the looks lost in the desert horizons of unfulfilment or those in the eyes that deeply loose each other in the others inside the souls?
One Last Thing...
Nothing Beats the feeling when you team scores <3