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Cupid’s chokehold

28/04/2010 Un comentariu

The perfect declaration:

She’s got a smile that would make the most senile
Annoying old man bite his tongue
I’m not done
She’s got eyes comparable to sunrise
And it doesn’t stop there
Man I swear
She’s got porcelain skin of course she’s a ten
And now she’s even got her own song
But movin’ on
She’s got the cutest laugh I ever heard
And we can be on the phone for three hours
Not sayin’ one word
And I would still cherish every moment
And when I start to build my future she’s the main component
Call it dumb call it luck call it love or whatever you call it but
Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here

5 reasons men are scum and women let them get away with it

18/04/2010 5 comentarii

1. They only want one thing, no exceptions.

2. They fall in love with women before they can have that thing and then fall back out once they’ve had it. Whereas women, conversely, fall in love afterwards.

3. They will lie, cheat, steal or murder in order to get that thing. Why am I sugar-coating this? In order to fuck you. And by you I mean women.

4. They freely admit to number one through three and women don’t care.

5. And the final reason men are scum and we let them get away with it is that we can’t live without them.

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02/04/2010 3 comentarii

I have found almoast everything ever written about love…to be true.  Shakespeare said „Journeys end in lovers meeting.” What an extraordinary tought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that but I’m more than willing to belive Shakespeare had. I supose I think about love more than anyone really should. I’m constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said “Love is blind.” Now, that is something I know to be true.

For some, quite inexplicably love fades. For others love is simply lost. But then, of course, love can also be found. Even if just for the night. And then there’s another kind of love. The cruelest kind. The one that almoast kills its victims. It’s called unrequited love. Of that, I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories? Those of us who fall in love alone. We are the victims of the one-sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones. The walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space.

Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years. The absolute worst years of my life. The worst Christmases, the worst birthdays. New Year’s Eve brought in by tears and valium. These years that I’ve been in love have been the darkest days of my life all because I’ve been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh God, just the sight of him. Heart pounding, throat thickening, absolutely can’t swallow. All the usual symptoms.

~ The Holyday

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