Thursday, March 26, 2009

I want to hold your hand...

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So, I'm home and am honestly so insanely happy. Its probably endorphins or whatever. But my camera is being an idiot and isn't uploading my pictures....they'll be up eventually. Hopefully. :)

So for today point. I want to hold your hand. This was all inspired by a great movie, and book, one of my favorites, Nick and Nora.

"The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? "I Want to Hold Your Hand." The first single. It's effing brilliant, right?... That's what everybody wants. They don't want a twenty-four-hour hump sesh, they don't want to be married to you for a hundred years. They just want to hold your hand. "

I tell you something
I think you'll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
Please say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please say to me
You'll let me hold your hand
Now let me hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love, I can't hide
I want to hold your hand.

Now...I had a minor rant on twitter earlier. I'm copy and pasting it in, then rambling for awhile.

Nothin gets better than hand holding. Ever. While walking, while kissing, driving...anytime, anywhere. It conectects you to that one person and really - that's all that matters. Knowing that you don't want to let go at all. Ever.

Okay. So lets expand on this idea.

I don't think that in any relationship ever starts by look at someone and going "I want to fuck them hard." No...its' "I want to know more about that person and spend time. I want to hold their hand."

Maybe some people go straight to bed...idk. But really, it is the easiest and greatest way to just say "Hey, I like you, it may not be forever, but for now, I just want to do this."

I love this song, thought whatever. I could ramble forever. I love hand holding...I love love. I'm just in a really great mood. Seriously....its been a long time since I've been this way. I love this feeling. The whole that was in me is gone for the most part...there will always be a scab to remind me, but for now, I don't plan on picking it off like a little kid.

Actually - I lied. One thing is pissing me off. The customs people in Boston stole my wine. That was expensive wine too. Aparently under-21s can't bring alcohol into the country...umm...Bullshit?

Whatever.....I'm having my Grandma mail me some. :) And remember...hand holding rocks!


  1. Aw!!! So glad you're in a good mood!!! Boston...hmm... :D

  2. sweet post and very sound advice.