A/N HEADS UP FOR ONE OF THE BEST BANDS IN THE WORLD: SLEEPING WITH SIRENS!!
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Present:
One thing I don't believe in, is love. I mean my wattpad name IS 'LoveisStupid' so...
Love just fucks people up. They feed on it. Once their in love, that is the only thing that seems to matter to them. Everything else doesn't seem to matter as long as they have that one person that they 'love'. Love is just a fantasy. One person is attracted to another and that other person is attracted to them. Then they will eventually become attached. Like Ron and Hermione in Harry Potter.
In the first couple of movies they are attracted to each other and eventually because of spending so much time together they become 'attached'. They feel warm towards each other, like Marley in 'Marley and me' feels towards food.
And the fact that Ron looks a Hermione and no one else makes her feel like 'the only girl in the world'. People take these little bits and pieces and call it love.
Some people, granted, do find love. "Some people are born with love, Some people find it, And some people are born without it" that's what I like to say.
However, some part of the journey of love, something is going to happen. Whether it's at the end of the journey or at the start, someone or something fucks up everything. What do you do when it's over? When you no longer feel that 'spark'?
You were so busy being in love to care about the real world and now your stuck. Trying to get back into a routine, after a certain amount of time whether it's years, months or even days. You'll eventually set over it, but you'll never get over the fact that you just wasted years of your life for someone who you'll most likely never see again.
In those years you could of been free, instead of hanging on to your 'lovers' every word.
Every love story is like Romeo and Juliet. Something bad WILL happen, and whether you get over it is up to you. Take my father for example, his life fucked up after the divorce but instead of rising over it and starting anew he just sunk deeper and deeper until it was a hole he couldn't get out of whereas my mom triumphed and got over it, creating as sturdy of a family life as she could for me and my sister without 'his' help. But we'll get to that later...
Meanwhile for the next part of my story we will have to move forward around 6 months, I am still 9 but my birthday is coming up, my sister though, is now 4...
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A/N JUST A LITTLE THING TO SAY THAT THIS PART OF MY LIFE WILL BE SHORT, LIKE ONE CHAPTER .
- AJ
YOU ARE READING
My life.
Non-FictionNo-one cares what I write. Or what I say. Or what I think. So I decided to write it down. Bit by bit. Day by day. So here it is, The shitty story of my life. And the worst part is, It's true...
