Forced love isn't really love imo.
My best guy friend told me he loved me once, and hard as I tried I couldn't see us together, and if you pretend to love someone because you think you should, that's the worst thing you can do.
Why would you want to love someone just like that?
You can't really will yourself to do something like fall in love with someone, that's something you can't help. shrug
Originally posted by boobsmagee
sometimes u just dont spend enough time with a person, alot of times lol, if you begin to get to know somone u may have thought they were "ugly" bfore, or "my god im not ever going to talk to them" but you begin to see them differently...ehh fealing change?
So true. 🙁
Some More Vokes
Why are people so damn inconsiderate? Like I can understand wanting to smoke, you know addicted and all that jazz, but why not go outside and away from the building, instead of smoking on the balcony right below mine, which for one thing is prohibited, but I mean obviously it's one of those 'rules to be broken' rules, and for another thing it is super rude since who knows how many balcony doors/windows on top of mine were open. Jerks.
Why do people have to ruin perfectly good timeless things to usher in new modern things? I mean here's my amazing , albeit old school, home to millions of memories over the years, and it's decided that it's not worthy anymore. So there they go, building a new one that looks more like a prison/asylum than anything, where you never see the same people more than once a day because you're scattered across three floors always.
Why do guys hit girls? I mean violence between anyone is wrong, but why in the world do these 6'3 football players insist on beating on their girlfriends? Why do the girls stay with them? My friend's ex's roommate in Thunder Bay slapped his girlfriend around because she cheated on him while she was staying with them up there and he found out. The ex(a guy) then proceeded to kick the abusing guy's ass. I never liked the ex, but I can respect that. I dont condone violence, but what satisfaction can possibly be gotten from bruising someone so much smaller and weaker than you.
Why don't people ever appreciate the little things? I mean it's nice enough to win a million dollars in the lottery, I wouldn't know, but why must people always want bigger, better, more? Why don't you just be happy with the beautiful autumn day, the delicious coffee you're drinking, the lack of traffic on the way to work, being loved, having a warm bed at night, etc.
Why do people pretend to be stupid to attract the opposite sex? I mean is that what they really want, ditzy bim/mimbos? Maybe people only say they want someone who's capable of keeping a conversation going, maybe they lie when they say that personality is number one, that humour, wit, charm, etc is the most important, maybe they really mean that it's important for the other person to stand around as arm candy, and every so often giggle or grunt to reaffirm that they're still alive.
Why are people so desperate not to be alone that they change who they are for the other? I see it all the time, people who are loud, funny, enjoyable turn into these timid, quiet, shy people once they find someone. Those who would normally be the life of the party focus now solely on the other person and lose themselves, their friends, pretty much everything that use to define them. *cough John cough* Sigh.
Why is Halloween slowly dying out? When I was a kid it would start at like 5 pm and go until like midnight. The streets would be packed with kids, everyone would have their lights on to hand out candy, you'd see crowds of kids with parents laughing and such, now it's just dead, kids are out maybe from 5 to 6, make a few stops, no one decorates anymore (I go all out), few people give out candy, parents don't let their children out of their sight. It's just depressing. It's like, when did Halloween die, ya know?
Why are people so cynical and calculating. Why can't people just be "real." I really can't stand people who play games or beat around the bush, don't. If you're feeling something, tell the other person, even if they don't feel the same, you'll both be better off, and if they are, who knows what can come of it. Why assume the worst, why think nothing will come of it. Love can happen at any time. Stop being so cynical and afraid to embrace it. Fortune favours the bold afterall. It's important to take chances and see the world for what it could be, not what it neccessarily is. Hope makes everything possible.
Why do people care so much what others think of them? I mean even just personally, I'll catch myself spending more and more time getting ready for class or to go out, just to look a certain way, but why should that matter. Why should we be valued by our perfume, or our lipgloss, or perfect shiny hair, when in fact none of that matters if you're a good person underneath because that's what makes you beautiful, but it's getting harder and harder to believe that.
On top of that I'm having a conversation with a friend I've known for years, and we're debating, well more so discussing, whether online love is as valid as 'real world' (for lack of better phrasing) love. He has a girlfriend who lives quite far away. We pretty much agree on the subject, this relates to the whole cynical, superficial, desperate, ditzy idea above. You know most people are cynical about it. But I feel as though it's true love, free of superficiality, free of having to pretend to be something you're not, free of being desperate to not be alone. You're pretty much just free to be you, and unlike the whole awkward dating concept where it takes you three painfully uncomfortable dates to realize that what you saw on the first date wasn't the real deal, this way you can grow to love someone for who they are no? I don't know really. People make very valid arguments for the whole physical connection aspect, but then I just feel, if the connection is strong enough then it can withstand a little time. Hey There Delilah by the Plain White T's is the most amazing song to go with this. I give it Super Irene Thumbs Up.
hmm