Love, Let's begin with that word. To be honest, I can't relate. In the world I live in, I've always been stuck with the word "love." Love is literally everything. I'm not here to rant about being single or being aloneㅡ Well maybeㅡ But if I'm going to be honest! Love is everywhere. From music, movies, novels, history, writings, poems, etc., some people will get sick of it. But that's not me. I'm not sick of love. I love, love. I still despise how the world refuses to give me it though, but of course there are different forms in love. I still fantasize about it; strange, isn't it? Right now I'm even writing this because of how desperately single I am! Kidding. But why think about writing today? Why now? It's simply because you haven't had your break up on Valentine's day. Yes, on Valentine's Day. Can't think of a better day, Jeremy.
I'm beginning life as a young woman and here I am ranting about love... How silly. But doesn't everybody? We fight and argue, but we find love again.
Have you ever experienced screaming on your pillow because of a flustered feeling you get by reading, watching, or listening to something you think is romantic?
I'm addicted to that feeling; the feeling of listening to a heartfelt song and relating to it by imagining or thinking of a lover. Or am I just crazy? Ok, Anyways, As a young woman as of now, I don't have a lot of experience, so this advice or episodes of my life are limited and pretty stupid. But I specifically target those who are able to relate to my feelings shown in my writings. I want to know people finding out what love is, it is your decision to decide whether to stick with me in my world or leave. You'll only know once you've continued reading.
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LOVE? I CAN'T RELATE
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