...?...What is Love...?

So. I have been in love before. With many beautiful girls. And well. I remain alone. I ask, sometimes. Is it me?. Am i the problem here?. What did i do wrong?.

And i am always met with terrible silence. It is so, lonely here in my cave of insecurities.

One woman could ease my pain. BUT NO!., I will not give up!., I fought too hard. For too long. To give in jus yet…,

So i will continue within thus fountain of angelic melodies. The weeping willows carry me across the unquenchable river. As the lions roar loudly. They frighten nothing though.

Nothing serene. Nothing complete.

So i ask, with the lil bit of rainbow collective i united with us all.

I ask.

Did you ever find her?.

Or him?.

But be gentle, for my heart is weary.

And my soul perplexed… . …


Love and hate are interchangeable but you get to have sex when you are in love.

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I wonder…,

Does sexXx and love come two different islands (???).

Which in the end utters that, sex is not in the same field as love… . …

Which leads back to thee original question at hand…,

What is Love (???).

It’s the opposite of hate. It’s knowing others on a level that is sublime. It’s joy, attraction and horniness all rolled into one! It’s pleasure. It’s being on the same page at least for one saturday every month.

It’s life, and engaging with someone outside yourself!

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Well Good Jobby Job (!!!).

Now i know…,

You should write a book (!!!).

From one expert to another, Keeps it Cools (!!!).

Love is the one and only chance to get your heart badly broken.

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It does kind of make you wonder why Gilligan never tapped Mary Anne or Ginger when every other day it was a sure thing.

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It’s a song


I was about to post the same thing.

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Someone had to lol

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Link won’t work ignore this post

This is the other song that comes to my mind

Love is a many splendoured thing.


But thou hopes thine shalt naught make such a mockery (!!!).

Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more

Therefore tha shining upon it’s own willing foolish will without of it’s own oneness being seeding within fields tender vile speaking of what and however…,

Wouldn’t choo agree (???).

My ex husband used to sing lyrics to me all the time. Says it was meant for me.

I want you
I need you
But there ain’t no way
I’m ever gonna love you
Don’t be sad
2 out of 3 ain’t bad.

Made me feel like a queen ( insert sarcasm)

Sorry, but I don’t know what you mean by that :tired_face: