Innocent Eyes
In response to JulietIsBleeding's post entitled "Systematic Falling", I have to argue that if any of us were capable of protecting ourselves from the fall, we would not be sitting here declaring that Love Is A Cunt. We'd look at the world with innocent eyes, unscarred by the mental wrath of love and subsequent disaster.
But are innocent eyes any more vulnerable than jaded eyes?
We're all too bruised to be able to tell. At least we've experienced those fuck-ups and are therefore cynical enough to look on any potential scenario with utmost caution and the knowledge that, however far down the line, we are going to learn all over again that love is a cunt of the highest order.
Then again, does the fact that we have been fucked over in the past actually add to the likelihood of us getting fucked over repeatedly? Does it in fact cause us to fuck ourselves over, by trying not to fall, and hence losing out on something that could actually be worthwhile?
We will never know.
I'll tell you what, life is pretty boring if you don't allow anyone to break that outer shell. Spend a period of time in absolute celibacy and singledom, and you'll soon start craving that drama.
Personally, I'd be quite happy with no more drama in my love life. Yet, if having a love life full stop creates a requirement for eventual drama and / or headfucks, then Jesus Christ, you've just got to deal with it.
We've all dealt with it before and we know what's coming. That's our advantage.
And if anyone wants to fuck us up?
GO AHEAD AND TRY.
But are innocent eyes any more vulnerable than jaded eyes?
We're all too bruised to be able to tell. At least we've experienced those fuck-ups and are therefore cynical enough to look on any potential scenario with utmost caution and the knowledge that, however far down the line, we are going to learn all over again that love is a cunt of the highest order.
Then again, does the fact that we have been fucked over in the past actually add to the likelihood of us getting fucked over repeatedly? Does it in fact cause us to fuck ourselves over, by trying not to fall, and hence losing out on something that could actually be worthwhile?
We will never know.
I'll tell you what, life is pretty boring if you don't allow anyone to break that outer shell. Spend a period of time in absolute celibacy and singledom, and you'll soon start craving that drama.
Personally, I'd be quite happy with no more drama in my love life. Yet, if having a love life full stop creates a requirement for eventual drama and / or headfucks, then Jesus Christ, you've just got to deal with it.
We've all dealt with it before and we know what's coming. That's our advantage.
And if anyone wants to fuck us up?
GO AHEAD AND TRY.
i don't think we know what's coming, but that's the best part: the surprise element. falling in love is wonderful. and, i think with time we learn about past mistakes we made as well, and we try to do things better. one of the things i believe that is vital to surviving, is to forgive and let go. i mean that in regards to past relationships, your faults and theirs.
Right, Illegible, I think we've reached the stable outcome of our debate here. You do have to be cynical, but of course, you do have to let yourself fall sometimes - just wisely. I agree with this.