Saxxy PLZ sign my Guest Map's blog: "All About Love"

"Have You Ever" Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? Saying something and wishing you hadn't? Or saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say. Don't be afraid to tell someone you love him or her. If you do, they might break your heart...if you don't, you might break theirs. Have u ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person? Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own...when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to. Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all. Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger. Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had. *What would you do if every time you fell in love you had to say good-bye? *What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there? *What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? *What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have him or her? *What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am a friend with all of my family and they know I love them? People live, but people die. I want to tell you that you are a friend. If you died tomorrow you would be in my heart. Would I be in yours? You might be best friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the next, and don't want to talk at all the year after that. So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life, I look up to you, respect you, truly cherish you, most of all I CARE about friends. Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend sometime and you might feel like you have no friends at all. So remember this and take comfort in knowing that somebody out there cares about you and always will.

"I'm Going Crazy" Ever since the day you went away And left me sad and cold My life just hasn't been the same Oh baby I feel so all alone Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you I would sacrifice all I have and am No man would ever make me feel so right The feelin that I feel within - only you can It's nice to smile when I get your phone call at night But I'd rather have you here with me Right next to me, laying beside me I miss you - please hold me tight I feel so weak - I need your touch I never thought that I could ever love a man so much I've gotta let you know that we are destiny I'd cross the Ocean for you - I'd do anything That's right baby I'm goin' crazy I need to be your lady I've been thinking lately That you and me, we can make it Take this ride with me, roll with me I'm in love with you baby I'll tell you what I feel From the moment that I met you it's been so damn real My heart seems to skip a beat every time we speak I can't believe you make me feel so weak Tell me that you really need me You want me - you miss me And you love me I'll be here waiting for you I'm your lady - the only woman for you I'm Going Crazy...

"Funny you say that..." because I get that all time from guys I have dated. "You are such a wonderful woman, no-one has ever taken care of me the way you do. No-one has ever loved me the way you do, catered to my every need. No-one ever showed me who they are and what they were...blah blah friggin blah". I'm so sick of that happy horse shit it isn't even funny anymore. If I am so 'wonderful' why am I still single? Because I pay the price for every other womans down falls. I pay the price for the skeletons in my guys closet. I am the one they take their demons out on. Even when I tell them I am not THE other woman I am ME!!! But I love being in love... But I love being together... But I love having a man in my life... But I love to be loved and involved... So what do I do? Funny you should say that..............

"Reality of a Break-up" (this is for people who question WHY) Why is it when we end a relationship our hearts can't seem to move on? Our heads play circular games with us that continue to haunt our every waking & sleeping moments. Why do we hang on to what we think is our destiny? Is it that we have a need to fulfill some certain void that we ourselves can not obtain within ourselves? I wish I knew the answers to these questions because I keep getting beat up by these same taunting thoughts day in and day out. But I am also a glutton for punishment. I am one of those women who love too much. There is no cure for a woman like me except to find a man who truly loves me and appreciates the woman I am OR just never end the relationship. Pretty simple right...WRONG! I tend to find men who have an addictive personality only to win my affections...then charm their way into my bed. And I'm sick of men who can not take responsibility for their own actions then turn blame into a pointing game by making me feel guilty of something I did not do. I've been down this road too many damn times. I'm tired of the phone being slammed in my ear because my man is too immature to handle the conversation. And he's too damned angry at the world and takes it out on me. When the relationship ends, I know I go through 3 stages: hurt, anger, and insanity. Hurt is self explanitory. Then the anger sets in: I call this the 'excuse phase'. Where I play back everything he ever said and remember all the blah blah blah. Total bullshit of his excuses to me knowing how I felt and him not caring. Him twisting words or picking one word out of everything that was said instead of listening to the WHOLE thing. I also call this the 'selectiveness', which I find men suffer. They choose to hear what they want, answer the phone-when they want, reply to messages-when they want, and other choice functions in their own time; hence the selectiveness. Then I go insane... maybe he actually meant and intended to hurt me. Maybe he did mean not to answer some of my calls. Maybe he is with someone else on the nights he claimed to be 'sleeping' early or at his buddys. Maybe it was ME that made him hateful. Maybe I was awful to him. Maybe I pushed him away with all the mushy-lovey dovey stuff. Second guessing myself on how I can change to make MYSELF a better person for the next guy. Problem is, I am a good person and know damn well I am a good woman...but you still question yourself because you know you did your best and gave what you could with what you had to work with and the little time you had together. I'm not perfect, but I didn't go tracking him down everywhere or hounding him, or calling every 5mins, nor did I have to know his every move. It's not my style. In fact, he had it pretty damn easy as far as that was concerned. That's when it hit me...I am the ex! I guess the reality of saying it out loud, "the ex" made me step back and re-think things. I was accused of so many damn things it wasn't even funny. Yet, there was no proof I did it. But I sure spent hundreds of hours and countless days trying to correct the problem and trying to prove my innocence. Hell, I even called one agency to correct one problem. Sent over a dozen emails and screen shots to another agency just to rectify another problem since that agency didn't have a phone number. All for what I ask? It got me nowhere but my own wasted time. I constantly had to prove myself and defend my honor. But none the less, I'm a woman of honor and I will always defend my honor if I am right. I even changed for him when he asked and got nothing or little in return. I thought you were supposed to compromise in relationships????????? The old saying about loving something and setting it free - coming back then it is yours, well, that's bullshit too. Since when did 'dating' become an "EX" thing. You propose to someone, then you are reverted to dating, then you are just casual friends, and then it's down to mere "hi there". How the hell do two people go from fiance's to "hello" in passing anyway??? I mean WTF...

"Reality of a Break-up" (this is for people who question WHY) Why is it when we end a relationship our hearts can't seem to move on? Our heads play circular games with us that continue to haunt our every waking & sleeping moments. Why do we hang on to what we think is our destiny? Is it that we have a need to fulfill some certain void that we ourselves can not obtain within ourselves? I wish I knew the answers to these questions because I keep getting beat up by these same taunting thoughts day in and day out. But I am also a glutton for punishment. I am one of those women who love too much. There is no cure for a woman like me except to find a man who truly loves me and appreciates the woman I am OR just never end the relationship. Pretty simple right...WRONG! I tend to find men who have an addictive personality only to win my affections...then charm their way into my bed. And I'm sick of men who can not take responsibility for their own actions then turn blame into a pointing game by making me feel guilty of something I did not do. I've been down this road too many damn times. I'm tired of the phone being slammed in my ear because my man is too immature to handle the conversation. And he's too damned angry at the world and takes it out on me. When the relationship ends, I know I go through 3 stages: hurt, anger, and insanity. Hurt is self explanitory. Then the anger sets in: I call this the 'excuse phase'. Where I play back everything he ever said and remember all the blah blah blah. Total bullshit of his excuses to me knowing how I felt and him not caring. Him twisting words or picking one word out of everything that was said instead of listening to the WHOLE thing. I also call this the 'selectiveness', which I find men suffer. They choose to hear what they want, answer the phone-when they want, reply to messages-when they want, and other choice functions in their own time; hence the selectiveness. Then I go insane... maybe he actually meant and intended to hurt me. Maybe he did mean not to answer some of my calls. Maybe he is with someone else on the nights he claimed to be 'sleeping' early or at his buddys. Maybe it was ME that made him hateful. Maybe I was awful to him. Maybe I pushed him away with all the mushy-lovey dovey stuff. Second guessing myself on how I can change to make MYSELF a better person for the next guy. Problem is, I am a good person and know damn well I am a good woman...but you still question yourself because you know you did your best and gave what you could with what you had to work with and the little time you had together. I'm not perfect, but I didn't go tracking him down everywhere or hounding him, or calling every 5mins, nor did I have to know his every move. It's not my style. In fact, he had it pretty damn easy as far as that was concerned. That's when it hit me...I am the ex! I guess the reality of saying it out loud, "the ex" made me step back and re-think things. I was accused of so many damn things it wasn't even funny. Yet, there was no proof I did it. But I sure spent hundreds of hours and countless days trying to correct the problem and trying to prove my innocence. Hell, I even called one agency to correct one problem. Sent over a dozen emails and screen shots to another agency just to rectify another problem since that agency didn't have a phone number. All for what I ask? It got me nowhere but my own wasted time. I constantly had to prove myself and defend my honor. But none the less, I'm a woman of honor and I will always defend my honor if I am right. I even changed for him when he asked and got nothing or little in return. I thought you were supposed to compromise in relationships????????? The old saying about loving something and setting it free - coming back then it is yours, well, that's bullshit too. Since when did 'dating' become an "EX" thing. You propose to someone, then you are reverted to dating, then you are just casual friends, and then it's down to mere "hi there". How the hell do two people go from fiance's to "hello" in passing anyway??? I mean WTF...

Girl/Boy Girl: Do I ever cross your mind? Boy: No Girl: Do you like me? Boy: Not really Girl: Do you want me? Boy: No Girl: Would you cry if I left? Boy: No Girl: Would you live for me? Boy: No Girl: Would you do anything for me? Boy: No Girl: Choose--me or ur life Boy: my life The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says... The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind. The reason why I don't like you is because I love you. The reason I don't want you is because I need you. The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left. The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you. The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you. The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.

How to say 'I Love You' in different languages Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief Albanian - Te dua Arabic - Ana behibak (to male) Arabic - Ana behibek (to female) Armenian - Yes kez sirumen Bambara - M'bi fe Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo Bulgarian - Obicham te Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a Catalan - T'estimo Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse Chichewa - Ndimakukonda Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male) Creol - Mi aime jou Croatian - Volim te Czech - Miluji te Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig Dutch - Ik hou van jou English - I love you Esperanto - Mi amas vin Estonian - Ma armastan sind Ethiopian - Afgreki' Faroese - Eg elski teg Farsi - Doset daram Filipino - Mahal kita Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua French - Je t'aime, Je t'adore Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort Georgian - Mikvarhar German - Ich liebe dich Greek - S'agapo Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw Hawaiian - Aloha wau ia oi Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female) Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male) Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae Hmong - Kuv hlub koj Hopi - Nu' umi unangwa'ta Hungarian - Szeretlek Icelandic - Eg elska tig Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu Inuit - Negligevapse Irish - Taim i' ngra leat Italian - Ti amo Japanese - Aishiteru Kannada - Naanu ninna preetisuttene Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka Kiswahili - Nakupenda Konkani - Tu magel moga cho Korean - Sarang Heyo Latin - Te amo Latvian - Es tevi miilu Lebanese - Bahibak Lithuanian - Tave myliu Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu Mandarin Chinese - Wo ai ni Marathi - Me tula prem karto Mohawk - Kanbhik Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik Nahuatl - Ni mits neki Navaho - Ayor anosh'ni Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg Pandacan - Syota na kita!! Pangasinan - Inaru Taka Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo Persian - Doo-set daaram Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay Polish - Kocham Ciebie Portuguese - Eu te amo Romanian - Te ubesk Russian - Ya tebya liubliu Scot Gaelic - Tha gradh agam ort Serbian - Volim te Setswana - Ke a go rata Sindhi - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan Sioux - Techihhila Slovak - Lu`bim ta Slovenian - Ljubim te Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo Swahili - Ninapenda wewe Swedish - Jag alskar dig Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di Tagalog - Mahal kita Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe Tamil - Nan unnai kathalikaraen Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu Thai - Chan rak khun (to male) Thai - Phom rak khun (to female) Turkish - Seni Seviyorum Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female) Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male) Welsh - 'Rwy'n dy garu Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh Yoruba - Mo ni fe

"I Died For Love" I sit in the park where I dwell, For this boy I love so well, He took my heart away from me, Now he wants to set me free. I see a girl on his lap, I ran home to cry on my bed, He doesn't want me anymore, Not a word to mother was said. Father came home late that night, He looked at me from left to right. He saw me hanging from a rope, He took his knife to cut me down. And on my dress a note was found: Dig my grave, Dig it deep. Dig my grave, From head to feet. And on the top put a dove. And remember this, I died for love...