*lean esto sta cañon m lo mandaron y medio q le agregue pero sta osea wow*

Hope I don’t end up sounding like another stupid blonde superficial girl for saying this, but I guess I just have this illogical idea of a relationship that I cant get out of my mind. I want a hand to hold.

I want someone I can laugh with, somebody to hug, somebody to wrestle with, somebody to love. Yeah, I want someone to think I’m beautiful even when it’s pouring rain outside and I’m in sweatpants and my hair is up. Sue me. I want to pig out in front of someone and not have a care in the world. I want to laugh so hard I can’t breathe, so hard my stomach hurts. I want to play with its hair and it plays with mine.
I want to go to the park, walk on the beach, and make out in elevators. I want unexpected kisses and I want to lay in bed all day together just doing nothing. I want spontaneity, not knowing what’s going to happen next. I want surprises and flowers. I want to watch movies while sitting on the couch, sharing a blanket, and eating popcorn. I want to do cute things for someone and I want someone to like it. Give someone gifts and take many pictures. I want all the cheesy things you see in chick flicks and love movies about high school cliques, jocks, and the debate team.

I want to be wanted. Not just because someone thinks I’m hot or someone heard I was easy or anything like that, but because someone saw something in me-- something that was different, something special and unique. I want to see the same in someone. I want us to be attracted to each other in any possible way…physically, intellectually, personality wise. I want it all. Even more than that, I want the fights too. I want to get angry, I want to shout. I want to work it out. I want to cry a little bit. I want to yell. I want us to make up after that and laugh about it later.
I don’t want anything to be perfect, I don’t want us to be perfect. I want things to get crazy sometimes. I just want something that I’m completely f***ing passionate about, someone that I’m head over heels for. I just want to feel that something. I want the butterflies. I want to feel weak in the mother***ing knees. I want us to cuddle together. I want someone to whisper that it loves me in my ear all the time. And yes, I want fireworks to go off like it’s the damn Fourth of July whenever we’re together, even if I’m the only one that can see them. I want all that.

I know, nobody ever gets what they want, but you know what? I’ll wait. I’ll wait because I deserve someone amazing. I’ll wait because I can be amazing for somebody, too. I’ll wait because I’m tired of those kisses that mean nothing. I'm tired of holding hands just to look cute. I'm tired of not feeling all the things I should be feeling. I’m tired of just settling with whatever that comes. I’m tired of routine and doing the same thing. I want something completely and entirely new and wonderful…

and I found it.