| Saturday, September 09, 2006 |
| Love |
 What happens with love? How do you go from a rosy haze to black, gray and pain? Simple. When you finally realize what love is. It's the most selfish feeling, emotion or thing you'll ever do. You don't really ask the other for permission to love, you just do. It would be great if that person loved you back but that's not always the case. Few people get to be that lucky.
So what is love really? Love is the ability you give someone to either make you fly or make you fall. You give another person the power to make you either the happiest person on earth or the most wretched individual to ever walk this earth.
You get all mushy with them, you make sacrifices that hurt, you struggle to see only good, to in the end just fall down into a dark pit where you don't even see the light above.
Me? I like myself when I'm not inlove. I like being free of that. I like having an edge. I like my personality when I'm not trying to please others. I like being able to say when someone does some stupid thing and later not regret it. I like not being hurt. |
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| I'm usually a really nice person. U know the kind: funny, good listener, fun loving, talkative, bla bla bla... I can also be moody, bitchy, brutally honest and mainly a "just don't give a damn" person, but this isn't my normal style, contrary to popular opinion |
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