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Attachment at First Sight
I think love is bullsh*t. Once upon a time, I wrote a phrase that it’s now floating around somewhere in the Twitterverse, and on the site, and it essentially said not to write your life plans with champagne hangs. Well, here I am today, literally champagning my way through. I am champagne-saturated still from the New Year phase (such a twisted phase), telling you something that you probably already know anyways: and that is…LOVE is overrated. Okay, fine; it’s sweet and cute and the whole Disney’ed yards. But to quote our Sex & the City’s gal, Samantha Jones, “This love stuff is a motherphucker!” I have questions. Why does it…
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The Feeling You Just Keep Feeding
What if I put it in colors, I said, staring at the hundreds of unused color pencils resting on my table. Actually, what if I put it in writing? But how can I put it; there’s no way to put it. I can’t make sense of, you know, that feeling that you just keep feeding, and which proper diet you can’t quite figure out. Some emotions are hard to express when you don’t even know what they mean. I wish everything was as easy as happiness and anger, which we can identify right away, apply logic and manage accordingly. But, oh no. Life is more complex than that, and that…
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Love Anyway
If love is going to destroy you regardless, honey, you might as well feel the rain AND the fire while you’re at it. The optimists say, “Love like you’ve never been hurt.” The pessimists, on the other hand, will tell you to proceed with caution, guard your heart, to avoid love at all cost… To be honest, that’s me, the latter. That’s been me one hundred percent of the time. No shame in the cynical game. It takes time to recover and rationalize what just happened; what you and your heart went through. But once you’re at a safe point in life again where (though you don’t necessarily trust a…
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Falling for Strangers – an Excerpt
How inexplicable is it to be in love with what never gave you a reason to fall? To want and need his attention more than every once in a while and to be jealous of whoever steals that attention from you. I write about it to try to understand this phenomenon — this grueling, unnecessarily painful phenomenon called love. I’m sorry, but I don’t have a lot of positive things to say about it. It has made me cynical. At least that’s what people say (and I’m in no way quoting Taylor Swift.) You see, I find it hilarious that whenever I talk negatively about love, which would actually be…
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Pretty Even
She remembers the times he rubbed it all in her face. Car payment, shopping sprees, fancy meals, his fancy place. Every argument led to one direction, “I’ve done so much for you; I’m the answer to your equation.” Repetitive words he said so often times, made her question decisions she made in her prime times. Guilt, insecurity, loneliness, and misery, She raced against life, trying to change her destiny. Maybe he was right; maybe she owed him a hundred. He picked her up, after all, when her days were thundered. Pounding her head with the hammer’s claws until the impact cut loose the gauze. Countless years with no elation were…
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Exes: You’ll Be Alright
First come the problems then it’s the fights then the denial then, boom – goodbye. One remote day, though healed over time you’re friends again hang out ’til sunrise You’ll be alright
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The Walk-Away
Sometimes, it all comes down to this between a man and a woman. The roles can always be reversed, as well. Who gets life…
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Happy Valentine’s Day
Love — it knows no boundaries. No matter what you think of the date, an excuse to celebrate LOVE can’t be a bad one. Happy Love day! But in case you’d rather have Cupid stopped, here’s this. Enjoy. 😉
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Have You Ever Been in Love?
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets…
