What is the most resilient parasite? An idea.

I guess that’s when you realise why when you pick someone to love.

They never truly become just another person in your life.

It’ll be rare that you forget someone that you once loved.

And I doubt you can say that this person means absolutely nothing to you.

At one point of time this person is the most important person of in your life.

That is why it is so difficult to move on a failed relationship.

So much time and effort has already been invested,

So much so that when it time to be the gentleman to walk away,

How many people can do it without a feeling of resentment?

This cycle repeats over and over again until one day your investments pays off.

You find the one person that loves you as much as you loves him or her.

It does not end there.

This person will become your lover, your best friend and your soul mate.

You will continue investing in this relationship.

In a perfect world this will last for all eternity.

As quoted from Shakespeare

I love thee, I love but thee,

With a love that shall not die

Till the sun grows cold

And the stars grow old.


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Just keep trying till there’s no other choice left…


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Just keep trying till there’s no other choice left…

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Thinks They’re Black :

Trys To Be Like Everyone

Doesn’t Give A Fuck

Acts Like They’re 5 :

Eats All The Time:

Can’t Dance

Is clumsy as fuck

Has anger management problems

Is kinda paranoid

Isn’t the brightest bulb on the tree

Annoys the shit out of you

But you still love them

this blog is hilarious

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I think it’s great for two people to be together. That is a good number. I think, that to keep it alive though, you can’t spend every day together. It wears out the magic, Love means nothing to me if it’s not fortified with fierce, painful longing, brief explosive instances of furious passion and intimacy and then a sad parting for a time. In that way, you can give your life to it and still have a life of your own. I think some couples spend too much time together. They flatten out the potential for experience by constant closeness. Passion builds over time like steam. Let it rage until it’s exhausted and then leave it alone to let it build up again. Why can’t love be insane and distorted? How can it be vital if it has the same threshold as normal day-to-day experience? Why can’t you write burning letters and let your nocturnal self smolder with desire for one who is not there? Why not let the days before you see her be excruciating and ferment in your mind so on the day you go to the airport to pick her up, you’re nearly sick with anticipation? And then when desire shows the first sign of contentment, throw it back it its cage and let it slowly build itself back into a state of starved fury. Then when you are together, it all matters. So that when you look into her eyes, you lose your balance, so that when she touches you, it feels like you have never been touched before. When she says your name, you think it was she who named you. When she has gone, you bury your face in the pillow to smell her hair and you lie awake at night remembering your face in her neck, her breathing and the amazing smell of her skin. Your eyes go wet because you want her so bad and miss her so much. Now that is worth the miles and the time. That matches the inferno of life. Otherwise you poison each other with your presence day after day as you drag each other through the inevitable mundane aspects of your lives. That is the slow death that I see slapped on faces everywhere I go. It’s part of the world’s sadness that’s more empty than cold, poorly lit rooms in cities of the American night.
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