She wasn't the type to fall in love really...
In fact she's never really considered that option. Leave it, i'll look into it later, maybe never.
Naomi Campbell- No not the model do not even proceed with that joke -had resigned herself to thinking she was the only one...Cause this destiny, music playing in the background, L-O-V-E was happening to everyone- to all the other normal people around her...
for all her friends if not associates-people she had no choice but to hang out with- it was something like a hobby
oh you fell in love today?
oh are you enjoying it-how often does this happen?oh, every time.
well really, good for you-it has health benefits you say? wow you're getting good at this aren't you.
Practising? Not surprised
what about insert name
No this guy's/girl's a keeper
Sure he/she was... till he/she broke his/her heart. Then it was the next one for sure or the next, the 8th was the charm you say.
It was a load of shit, fuck's all that they'd catch this Naomi Campbell falling in love, she wasn't delusional, she wouldn't be waiting for some guy to come sweep her off of her feet and lead her away into the sunset or moonlight or whatever time of the overrated day she just knew he whoever he is-would never be the right guy not the right anything actually. Depressing right?
But no-try this on for size, it's because she might be into girls...ok she is, just one girl.
Back to the whole love concept not that she didn't believe in it...personally for herself, not happening-but she'd seen people in love, really been in love, the forever type that did exist in real life... those were her best mates effy and freddie- and well it got quite complicated with cook added in-and there, there was the proof that it could fuck you up.
Cos no matter the good butterfly feeling you get, the racing hearts... soft lips red hair woah there-okay she was getting off-track here veering from her internal monologue...where was she?
Yes Love sucks yada yada..oh yes.
Naomi knew it was inevitable in a relationship with real lovefor someone to get hurt-so better not involve herself with some poor defenseless wanker-she didn't want to fuck anyone up.
So her heart-yes, she had one of those for it was rumored she didn't...she put into things that would create a semblance of order things that weren't to unpredictable things that could last and make her feel better focus on others not herself but detachment was key-joining organizations, rallying against the world -somehow caring about things. little things made her feel less different cause she did actually care about something, not someone.
But she still couldn't avoid it, for everywhere she turned... she saw brown- that would make her think she was wrong...that it was alright to care about someone, a certain someone that had brown eyes.