Your opinion or thought on Love?
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Doesn't that hurt? You know with all the thorns.Rose and Thorn said:Touche disgruntledgamer, touche. Until next we meet! *Retreats back into thine Rosebush*disgruntledgamer said:Well if you look at love as at least being partly hormonal it did.Rose and Thorn said:In fact it is VERY different! Love never gave me pimples, eating a large quantity of chocolate did however.disgruntledgamer said:
It's also a good description for a horror movie involving a parasites. Seriously I can't the only one thinking of bug parasites after reading that.Eleuthera said:
Seriously no one has said "I BELIEVE IN A THING CALLED LOVE."
I'm torn. On one hand, stories about love can be very fun, on the other:
1. My dad's on his third marriage
2. My mother was the second
3. He still has problems now and then with his current wife
I'm torn. On one hand, stories about love can be very fun, on the other:
1. My dad's on his third marriage
2. My mother was the second
3. He still has problems now and then with his current wife
Yep. To not believe in love is to be a rather empty individual.
Although it is a hard thing to describe. Unique to everyone and all of that. It is awesome, though, and can make you do incredible (If somewhat stupid) things in its name. Oh, and it is destructive.
But totally and utterly worth it.
EDIT:
To the people currently blaming your fucked up parents/family life for being single. Seriously? Get over yourselves. I should have expected as much but come on guys and gals...
Everyone has a fucked up family life. Sure, some of them are more fucked up then others. Some people have alcoholic fathers that beat them up when they were young, something that the family glosses over cause in all probability he was raped as a kid by his step dad. Or mothers with manic depression, sisters with manic depression, brothers with manic depression. No money, no love within their family.
Yet plenty of those people go on to find love. Is it despite of their family lives? Perhaps. Or maybe it is because once you let go of all the bitter hatred you gather whilst growing up you can be happy.
Speaking as someone who comes from a pretty fucked up family and is currently undeniably in love, well... Yeah. I guess that's enough.
Doesn't matter who you are or what you have done, someone somewhere will make you happier than you can imagine. Someone will try and understand you and even when they fail they will still forgive you.
If I can find love fucking anyone can.
Although it is a hard thing to describe. Unique to everyone and all of that. It is awesome, though, and can make you do incredible (If somewhat stupid) things in its name. Oh, and it is destructive.
But totally and utterly worth it.
EDIT:
To the people currently blaming your fucked up parents/family life for being single. Seriously? Get over yourselves. I should have expected as much but come on guys and gals...
Everyone has a fucked up family life. Sure, some of them are more fucked up then others. Some people have alcoholic fathers that beat them up when they were young, something that the family glosses over cause in all probability he was raped as a kid by his step dad. Or mothers with manic depression, sisters with manic depression, brothers with manic depression. No money, no love within their family.
Yet plenty of those people go on to find love. Is it despite of their family lives? Perhaps. Or maybe it is because once you let go of all the bitter hatred you gather whilst growing up you can be happy.
Speaking as someone who comes from a pretty fucked up family and is currently undeniably in love, well... Yeah. I guess that's enough.
Doesn't matter who you are or what you have done, someone somewhere will make you happier than you can imagine. Someone will try and understand you and even when they fail they will still forgive you.
If I can find love fucking anyone can.
Mine body is already covered in them, thy pain pales in comparison to thine agony I feel when I set mine eyes on thy sick of our earth.disgruntledgamer said:Doesn't that hurt? You know with all the thorns.Rose and Thorn said:Touche disgruntledgamer, touche. Until next we meet! *Retreats back into thine Rosebush*disgruntledgamer said:Well if you look at love as at least being partly hormonal it did.Rose and Thorn said:In fact it is VERY different! Love never gave me pimples, eating a large quantity of chocolate did however.disgruntledgamer said:
By the way, way to get suspended! hehe
I believe in love and I believe in infatuation, and I don't believe in the two being the same thing.
Infatuation is a feeling - that bubbly, cutesy sensation that makes you want to giggle and snuggle up in someone's lap and have their fingers play with your hair. (And sometimes it's that wrenching feeling in your gut that keeps you up at night thinking horrid, jealous thoughts.) Infatuation is an impermanent, come-and-go feeling; love is not.
To love is simply to want the best for somebody else even (some might say, especially) when it means doing something that is difficult or unpleasant for you. Love is to have one's own happiness dependent on another's. So if someone I love (whether it's my boyfriend, my cat, my dad, my grandma or my best friend) is unhappy, I am unhappy. If they are happy, at least some part of me is too.
As Massive Attack so eloquently put it:
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
P.S. I believe one of the big reasons people can't seem to keep their marriages together anymore is because most of them didn't marry for anything but dramatic infatuation in the first place.
Infatuation is a feeling - that bubbly, cutesy sensation that makes you want to giggle and snuggle up in someone's lap and have their fingers play with your hair. (And sometimes it's that wrenching feeling in your gut that keeps you up at night thinking horrid, jealous thoughts.) Infatuation is an impermanent, come-and-go feeling; love is not.
To love is simply to want the best for somebody else even (some might say, especially) when it means doing something that is difficult or unpleasant for you. Love is to have one's own happiness dependent on another's. So if someone I love (whether it's my boyfriend, my cat, my dad, my grandma or my best friend) is unhappy, I am unhappy. If they are happy, at least some part of me is too.
As Massive Attack so eloquently put it:
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
P.S. I believe one of the big reasons people can't seem to keep their marriages together anymore is because most of them didn't marry for anything but dramatic infatuation in the first place.
Love is a many splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love!
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