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Thursday, August 26, 2004

How does the defendant plead?

Now, thanks to Illegible pulling me up on my earlier post (re: mutuality and its implicit near-non-existence), I can launch further into my diatribe concerning my own psychoses, the bint I'm hung up over and why love is an odious, unwashed cunt.

Illegible's claims that "there are plenty of people out there who will like you for you" are all well and good. Unfortunately though, she has misinterpreted my point. To have someone like you, or indeed love you, is a simple matter of bumping into any loveless reject off the street and having them fold into your heart like so much spineless monkey-jizz. But that’s not what we’re talking about here…

Allow me to reiterate:

It’s hard to find someone that really understands you, rather than some romanticised ideal of you. In fact, the whole paradox is that they're usually the ones you ignore, along with the other loveless rejects that fall for everybody; you think "she's clearly not good enough, she fell for me and I didn't even try.". She could be the one attracted to you for who you are.

Because no matter how you try and dress it, or deny it, when we play the relationship game, we change to suit the person we’re after. Fact. Thusly, that person falls for some other version of you, vice versa occurs and later down the line you both see each other’s true natures and everything falls apart.

It is hard not to put on a mask when we truly fancy someone. When we don’t try with someone and they fall for us, we write those people off. Exhibits A and B in the trial of love.

Verdict? It’s a cunt.

4 Comments:

Blogger A Girl Like Me said...

Hmm not sure about the playing games thing. It's something I've tried not to do in recent years since in my youth it proved problematic! But yes definitely the less you care about someone, the less you care what they think and so you expose yourself fully, and they fall for you because of it.
Shame we don't give a fuck about them, eh?

August 26, 2004 11:14 pm  
Blogger Juliet is Bleeding... said...

Absolutely. That's the cunt of it all, I didn't care about some girl while she quietly fell for me in the background. Then as she started to get pissed off with my constant bastardishness, I actually fell for her, and as we crossed paths on the graph she left me forever and ever. So I, unfortunately, did give a fuck about her at exactly the wrong time. Never again though... This love thing is best avoided.

August 26, 2004 11:22 pm  
Blogger Juliet is Bleeding... said...

Those are good questions/point, Doctor. To address part of your comments, I would say that if somebody loved and understood you, that would imply that they'd fulfil your needs. But...

... the rest of your comments interest me. Is it more accurate to say that true love blossoms when those involved have mutually fulfilling needs, rather than the understanding of those needs..? Does understanding fly out of the window when you both work at base levels which don't need to be understood? It's a compelling argument, and probably - yes. This is basically what I was describing as the "hard to find commodity", but you've described it in a far more succinct way.

August 27, 2004 11:44 am  
Blogger Juliet is Bleeding... said...

Thanks.

August 27, 2004 4:16 pm  

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