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Meow.
Meow. |
That, or you should be involved with someone. No thanks...I hate this holiday. It's so forced. And forced love isn't really love at all, right? Well, that's what I think anyways. Then you've got the girl who obsesses over random guys so that she doesn't feel "alone" They don't know what "alone" really is I don't think. Alone is never having anyone care about you ever. Alone is not being aware that a higher being loves you. Love is much different. Love radiates heat. Love is taking some simple thing that you hear a friend say and telling them that you're truly proud of them, in every way shape and form. Love is a random hug when someone doesn't expect it. Love is spontaneous. Love doesn't have a due date. Love...love just happens. Love is something I've never felt 100%. Love, huh. Stupid holiday. I reallyyy like having my guitar again. Like, really really...I didn't think it'd have this much of an impact on me not having it. J'adore la guitar acoustic. Je suis tres content avec lui. |
