Confessions!

I quote from my favorite play (Look Back in Anger):

"It's no good fooling about with love you know. You can't fall into it like a soft job without dirtying up your hands. It takes muscle and guts. If you can't bear the thought of messing up your nice, tidy soul, you better give up the whole idea of life and become a saint, because you'll never make it as a human being. It's either this world... or the next."

I love this part as it tells you how you need to be brave and have the balls to go ahead and experience the opposite sex. It’s all about branding at the end of the day. Let’s put it like this…I see what you show me and Vice versa. There has to be something to keep me going. I need the rush all the time. Just like you expect me to be sexy and hot, I expect you to show some brilliance. Yes that is exactly what attracts me. The intelligence to keep up to the energy in me. The intelligence to have a stimulating conversation.
For example the above quote is spoken by an extremely sexy character and mind you here…sexy is not about looks it’s about the brains. I love jimmy poter and his kinds. I loved Howard Roark. I loved Darcy. I love that.
I love the fact that these men had passions. Passions going beyond between their legs. So for me it has to be a crazy enough proposition to fall in love. To be able to give in everything. To be able to not think after a while. To be so bloody passionate that it’s fierce. Love does mess up the soul. It does wonders and disasters!
I really don’t know if I am right. At least I feel right!!! That’s an honest confession and also a peek- a -boo into my head!!