stigmatised.
A little presumptuous, mildly pretentious and sometimes obnoxious. But I won't apologise.
I love writing. It's an addiction.
Rien.
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stigmatised. |
A little presumptuous, mildly pretentious and sometimes obnoxious. But I won't apologise. I love writing. It's an addiction. |
Rien. |
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written on Saturday, January 21, 2012 at 11:32:00 PM
We make it look easy. That's why they crave what's mine; what's ours.
. . . Oh, this. Okay, maybe I do have a few words.. The Notebook taught me two things: Love prevails, and relationships are not always sunshine and walks in the park. Sometimes, the one you love hurts you, or worse: you hurt them. Sometimes, life throws shit at your relationship. If when that happens, you choose to give up on your love, then maybe you never really loved them that much to begin with. It's easy to walk away, and just write it off to a bad relationship. It's safer to pull the plug, than risk getting more hurt. But, if you can't let go.. if you choose to stay and work on it.. if after no matter how many hurdles, you are still there holding on.. then that makes you either of two things: a complete and utter fool, or an absolute and true lover. But then again, perhaps these are one and the same thing. To love me is utterly insane. I'm lucky you are crazy enough to be crazy about me. I love you. And it's all worth it. You are worth it all.
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There is nobody else for me.
I don't want anybody else.
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