Written December 1st, 2014
Love is not simple, well at least not for me. I wish it was easier, but then it wouldn't be worth it or have much meaning. I hate love, but I need it, somehow I'm stupid enough to believe that I NEED it. It's stupid really, one minute you're happy, then all of the sudden you love makes you sad, angry, jealous, and somewhat like you have fallen from cloud nine. Love...is it worth all the pain? I don't think it is anymore, but then again I'll never find it. It's better not to have a heart, that way no one could break it.
