Staying True
We sat together in a deserted bar, kissing and cuddling and expressing our devotion to each other and how we couldn't bear to be apart even for a few days.
He sang along to one of the songs, dedicating it to me, and we told each other "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me", and all that malarkey. And I drove home with one thought in my head... Love Is A Cunt.
Jesus Christ, how jaded and fucked can one person be? To see despair in paradise. To see sorrow in joy. This is one of the true cunts associated with the entire concept of romantic bliss. When you have it, you're afraid of it. When you don't have it, you long for it.
If there is such a thing as contentment in love, I would like to find it. Because, in my experience, you're fucked if you're in love, and you're equally fucked if you're not.
He sang along to one of the songs, dedicating it to me, and we told each other "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me", and all that malarkey. And I drove home with one thought in my head... Love Is A Cunt.
Jesus Christ, how jaded and fucked can one person be? To see despair in paradise. To see sorrow in joy. This is one of the true cunts associated with the entire concept of romantic bliss. When you have it, you're afraid of it. When you don't have it, you long for it.
If there is such a thing as contentment in love, I would like to find it. Because, in my experience, you're fucked if you're in love, and you're equally fucked if you're not.
posted by A Girl Like Me | 6:08 pm
Self destruction : can we assure our safety from ourselves ?
Love = giving someone the ability to destroy you but trusting them not to.
Only person worthy of your tears is the one who does not make you cry.