Suicidal Foot 4.0 - Hell Break
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Friday, June 17, 2011 @ 1:34:00 AM
This Might As Well Be Your Death Certificate.

Sometimes, for some fucked up reasons, things cloud your mind and you become uncertain about a few things in life. After some time, it'll prolly turn out well. If not, it's best try to figure things out on your own. Don't make things worse. Kumbaga, kung nagkasakit ka, at hindi enough and tubig at pahinga, DUDE, UMINOM KA NA NG GAMOT.

But, what if you're unsure for so long? What if it's periodic? Why the fucking hell are you doubting?

OKAY, I'm not going to try and work this out in other ways, I'll just go straight to the point... Or, random points.

For you, what is Love? EEW. SCRATCH THAT.

There are times that you "feel" you love someone. That's to say, "you are in-love". When you say "you're in-love", it doesn't necessarily mean you are loving. Being in-love with someone is different from loving someone. Well, atleast that's what I've read. And from how I use the words "in-love", I think it's safe to say that you don't necessarily love the person you're in-love with. You might just admire them so much. You're a fan. You're a follower... You're something other than a lover.

And then there's this feeling of being in-love with the relationship. Maybe you don't love the person, you just love the idea of having him/her in your life as your special someone... or one of your special persons. *coughwhorecough*


Convenience. It's common among people I personally know. They are in a relationship with someone they've know for sometime, and both parties have agreed that they need each other. Love comes afterwards... most of the time. It's having a relationship with someone you can be with for a long time without getting tired... someone who knows you, and knows how to deal with you. They're what you need, and of course, you should be what they'd need.

IDK what I'm saying, rly. I'm just randomly spilling what's in my mind... at 1:54 AM. And my class is 7AM-4PM.

Shit happens.

KBye.

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