These are the lyrics of Mariya Takeuchi's "Plastic Love," I highly reccomend you listen to it if you're reading this.
"With a sudden kiss or a fiery stare
Don't mess up my programs of love
I've input hellos and goodbyes so neatly
Everything comes to an end in due time
Don't hurry!
Ever since that day I got hurt by love
I've been living a vampire life
While dancing nights away at trendy discos
I've learned this magic
I'm sorry!
Never love me seriously
Love is just a game
If I'm having fun, that's enough
Fancy dresses and shoes that decorate my closed mind
They're my friends to ease loneliness
Ironically every guy who asks me out looks like him for some reason
That provokes my memories
Even if I drop a glass and suddenly fill my eyes with tears
Don't ask me why
Ever since that day I got hurt by love
I've been living a vampire life
While dancing nights away at trendy discos
I've learned this magic
I'm sorry!
Never love me seriously
Love is just a game
If I'm having fun, that's enough
Fancy dresses and shoes that decorate my closed mind
They're my friends to ease loneliness
When I fall asleep on an expressway late at night
Only halogen lights shine mysteriously
That I'm a woman as cold as ice
Even if you hear a voice whispering so
I'm just playing games
I know that's plastic love
Dance to the plastic beat
Another morning comes"
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But yeah, I'm just.. I've learned so much about myself lately. I know I'm ever changing lately because honestly I don't know why; maybe because I'm just a 15-year old with teen hormones, or maybe just because I am lovesick.
But at the same time, I'm not anymore.
I realized I had an urge for "Plastic Love;" a relationship that wasn't very serious. Because I was weak. Maybe I still am week. But I think I was searching for something.
Affection; to be loved.
But there was one thing I was missing. I know I've probably said this enough times, but I am loved, I just am too blind to notice it. My best friends; my family. They love me.
Romance is an extra.
A desire.
To be loved is essentially a necessity.
But to have a lover is not.
You don't need a significant other; don't feel bad if you're single, you feel like you have nobody. Or even if you're asexual, and you just feel like an outlier.
I think I'm still learning more and more about myself everyday, and I won't stop. But for the time being; I'll enjoy the time with the friends I've got!
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