I may be a lousy blogger, but please don’t hesitate to tag me. Who knows I might respond in a year. Blpht. :P (Here you go, Mae. I dazzle you once again with my tardiness.)
What is love. *bitter pill overdose*
Love sucks. Love hurts. It’s confusing. It’s oftentimes deceiving. It makes you clingy, always wanting, always needing. It makes you forget about yourself, robbing you off your individuality, and blinding you with warmfuzzyblahs and hope and wishfulthinkings.
But what sucks even more is.. however frustrating this thing called love is, and inspite of everything that makes it suck, you know that at the end of the day, you’d still choose to love and be loved. Losers.
Fine, Joshua has a more optimistic way of putting it. I wish I thought of saying that first. ;)
Meanwhile, Riz’s attempt at love, age 25 = RIP. I’m lighting a candle. Join me watch it burn? :P
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