Love is a strong, beautiful, amazing, demeaning feeling. Weid definition I know. Love will make you do strange things; overlook idocity, lower your standards, make you put up with foolishnness and take all kinds of bullshit. All in the name of LOVE.
I've given my fare share of love, and taken more than that of dumb-fuckery. I'm tired of it. A friend of mine once said that Happiness, just like any other emotion, is a state of mind, you can't find happiness, you make it for yourself. I believe its the same with love. YOU make love, Its not something that just drops out the sky like a meteor and takes over your life. Love is attraction + a massive yearn for companionship. And until I'm proven wrong this will be my honest belief. I love art, life and myself. I'm done playing games and I'm over all the hatred. If a relationship can't make you happy then it's not worth the effort. Love is supposed to be easy, if it aignt well it's probably not love. If it causes more pain than happiness then Its definately not love. Thats my take on it though....
What do you think?
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