I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.
I may be a complainer but I’m going to be hypocritical right now.
If you don’t like your body, then work out, eat healthy, do whatever you have to do to be satisfied with your body. Complaining about it won’t do anything. And if you were driven to lose wight or gain muscle as much as you complain so often… you’d probably be fit.
Only YOU can make that difference. And everyone has a chance to be that sexy being we were all made to be ;)
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