I love....
 

dancing by myself
that first cigarette in the morning
school
my friends concern

I love the feeling of being in love.

I love curling up with a good book and a cappuccino in the library on a cold rainy day.

I love playing peek-a-boo with my grandson and hearing him laugh.

I love strolling through Laguna Beach art galleries with my daughter and stopping at the chocolate shop for chocolate covered strawberries.

I love going to comic-con with my son.

And I especially love getting a hug from my wife.

How old are you ^
If you don't mind me asking

I don't mind as long as you don't say "oh he must be here because he is a pedo!"

I am 52.

Wow...!
You are older than my father... O_o

But you sound much nicer than him... Open minded as well for being on these forums...

Believe it or not there are members older than I. It is just that I am the only one that posts almost everyday.

Vcegda preyatno paznakometca c dobreme rebatame >.<

I can only speak and read russian... Not write Unfortuntly

Better than me with German.

I love...
Thunderstorms.
Feeling loved.
Helping others be happy.
Being a good family member.
Wearing an XL hoodie in the winter.
Putting on clothes right out of the dryer.
Pajamas.
My Xbox360.
Coca Cola.
Snow.
RPG's.
Good Movies.
Spring.
Fall.
The Beach.
Etc..

I love travelling to London in my dad's van.

I love cycling in the early morning when it's sunny.

I love drawing with my sketching pen.

I love the scent of my bed (I know that sounds weird, but it's got a really lovely smell that reminds me of my home).

I love the smell of cider and cigarette smoke.

You bastard, that's what I'm looking forward to doing as a father when I get around to having a daughter. I hope you enjoy every second of it.

I love performing for a crowd.

I love having a good read while listening to quiet music pulse through my headphones.

I love seeing clouds drift away and letting the sunlight filter into everything on a grotty winter day.

-hearing that song I've wanted all evening being played so I can go dance
-sex with someone who really matches me. That passion and intimacy and the pleasure of finding out just how much pleasure you offer each other.
-new music, that moment when you hear something new and you just go 'yeah... that's what I wanted'
-the sheer visceral pleasure of dancing and losing yourself to something fast, pounding, primal and industrial.
-the food from Nip-pon Central in Colchester. Ohgodyes.

I love you.

I love the arts.

I love curling up with a good book on the couch.
I love playing a scary video game with a jumpy friend.
I love the first kiss with a boy.
I love when I draw or paint something and being proud of it.
I love the first snow of the winter.

YOUR A FUCKING PEDOPHILE YOU FUCK.....YOU WILL NOT HAVE MY COCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

your all fags....lmao

I love my cell phone...
My red blanket...
I love the fact i'm healthy...
I love my life...
I love that my sister is stupid because i can take stuff from her...
I love.. I love,..

Go jump.


Anyway, to quote ye olde Pooh Bear:
'What I like doing best is Nothing. It's when people call out at you just as you're going off to do it, "What are you going to do?" and you say "Oh, Nothing," and then you go and do it. Doing Nothing means just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear and not bothering.'

:D

I love that all girl I meet are attracted to me
I love my iPod!!
I love food (even though i'm too thin for my age... really!)
I love when ppl fall in love with me ;)
I love music

You know Russian *surprised*.

I can write also, but with far too many mistakes.

I love the sound of the falling rain, and the sweet fresh smell afterwards.
I love the field behind my house in the winter and the spring.
I love good books which take me into them.
I love the smell of sushi.

I was born to a ukrainian mother And an arab father...
Russian is the language spoken around the house......

I love:

Lying in a hot bath with the window open slightly when it's belting down with rain outside.

The feel of velvet.

Tending to my fishtanks ( particularly rescaping and adding decor).

The smell of a bonfire or proper wood fire.

The smell of leaf mould, earth and leaves.

Walking through the woods.

Autumn.

Waking up quite early on a Saturday, realising what day it is and turning the pillow over so I can press my face into the cool side and go back to sleep.

Planting things.

Cats and dogs.
Whisky.
Music.
Art.
Sharing or discussing the above with someone with a brain.
Small gatherings of all of the above, plus drugs.
Chomsky, Camus, Nietzche, Foucault, Hobbes, Diderot.
Hand-jobs in bed in the morning so I don't even have to move.
That first day off after nine straight days of work.
Coming home on said day to find find the apartment clean, a bottle of something good in the refrigerator, dinner almost ready and my girlfriend all clean and unmade up from the shower.

I love my cat
(she saved me from being late to work the other day just by meowing once)

I love waking up early at the morning, before the sun had fully risen, drinking tea and reading an intresting book.

I love converations about books, poetry, art or music.

I love sunsets, when few clouds travel the sky and change their colours as the sun goes down.

I love the smell of the early morning or the late night.

I love cats. And I love my little gorgerous one.

I love music.
I love animals .
I love when my loved person hugs me
I love drums, play them and listen to this sound ... <3
I love night, storms, rain ..
I love to laugh . :D

I love when someone asks me where I bought my clothes, and I get to tell them I made them myself. :D
I love plucking memories from my friends to their shock.
I love taking walks by night and swinging through sprinklers.
I love having friends that cuddle.
I love the classic combination of coffee and cigarettes.
I love getting unexpected compliments.
I love the family I'm stitching together.
I love holding Moon Tea's in the middle on the desert.
I love teaching my sister's fiance how to use a sword.
And I'm sure someday...I'll finally be able to love me.

being with people who love me
my cat

In no particular order ...

Music

My cats

My family and friends

film

photography

my musical instruments

walking through forests and exploring the countryside

reading

writing

Italian food

intelligent conversation

art

nature

laughter

filling my mind with knowledge and sharing knowledge with others

meeting kindered spirits

my record and CD collection, and going record or CD hunting

Beowulf, your list mirrors mine. Only change I'd have to make is to remove Italian. I love all food. Yum!

That's what I was going to put.

Does being goth have anything to do with the fact that the "I hate" thread is 6 pages long, whilst this one is at 2 pages?

I glanced at it with surprise also, but actually it's the argument about pado-philes which makes it that long.

That's strange, anyway.

Lol... Probably my fault =P
I like to have long conversations...

I love to sleeeeeeeep

As i'm about to when i finish practicing the guitar!!
My fingers hurt like a b****
My wrest too... And i'm loving it!!

I love how big my hair is right now.

My friends

Sitting by an open window with a fresh cup of green tea, watching the rain

Camping

Wandering through the woods, at two AM, with a friend, just talking about whatever comes to mind

The feeling you get when you get a good hug, and right away all the shit you went through that day is forgotten, and just for a moment, you're absolutely certain that getting up in the morning WAS worth it.

I love...

Cats
Sushi
My sewing machine
Classical Music
Body modification

I love lamp.

Music of any and all kinds.
Writing absolutely anything. I even love doing essays for school.
Poetry, the highest art form.
Nature documentaries… amazing when stoned.
My brother. He’s pretty cool – excellent taste in music, some of which he’s passed down to me. There’s a lot of stuff I’d never have heard off if it hadn’t been for him. Now that we’re older we get on amazingly well.
Autumn. I love walking through the local common when the leaves are coloured and the day’s all dreary. I don’t know why but it feels like the most atmospheric time of year. As of September, I’m pretty much always the one who walks the dog.
Flirting with someone I have a crush on. The promise of sex without the awkwardness of a first date or the hassle of a relationship. You can tell a lot bout someone by how they flirt. (I hate the word “flirt”, though. It sounds all perky and girly and puts me in mind of cartoon characters, or some reason.)

I love Disaffected Shoelaces, hai bbz.

That's a short list.

OHAI!! *headhug*

Because I do love nothing in the world so well as you: is not that strange?

Nope, it's just being human.

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Not really. You're quoting Shakespeare, you're obviously a sap. :p