It’s better to burn brightly in pursuit of passion; than to sit in beige trousers from a catalogue whilst looking at your flock wallpaper with Jimmy Nail playing in the background.
Some love took place in the hot tub I was in last night. Allow me to explain… It’s fair to…
I always say you should never apologise for how you feel because you can’t help how you feel. And in terms of my love and my passion, it feels amazing.
All it takes to change a person’s life is just one moment of passion leading to one moment where you’re told you’re going to be a father. That’s a pretty big moment. That’s a moment that can change many people’s life the moment you share the news. All it took was a moment for me to find this out…
Instantly, I knew who I wanted to be with that night. It was obvious; it had been for some time. She was the one I wanted to introduce to my friends; the one who I’d want to spend this evening with; the one I’d be honoured to share a plush hotel room with. The one who I would even let pilfer my sausage the next morning.
I do have bad thoughts. Demons, if you will. I hope that, by being honest in my opening confession, you can find the compassion in your heart and not to judgement in your mind. I shall explain just what demons in this very post.
“HI sexy, it’s Leigh. I saw you and you sound HOT. Wud luv to chat. Txt me.” Well, there was nothing in that message that could possibly lead me to be mistaken: Leigh wanted me to text her.
Mistletoe by it’s very festive nature is something to be shared. The question I have is this: When? When should mistletoe be shared and, whilst we’re on the subject of questions: When actually is “Christmastime”?
Of course, all year round, it is right that we remember those less fortunate than us. What irks me when the snow falls is that, year after year, one group is left out of the equation…