Thursday, February 12, 2015's a bitch...Happy Valentine's Day

So we are all aware that Valentine's day is upon us and with that the pressure of getting the perfect gift if we are taken and if we are not ,we are pressured to find someone. Well love is if anything ...complicated. I don't regret any of my relationships, each one taught me something and each brought me joy at one point. Love is fickle, it can turn on a dime. One minute you can be utterly and hopelessly in love and the next ,crushed, destroyed and vengeful. One person can love you so completely it can make you feel like heaven is here on earth or they can hurt you so badly that you feel you are in hell and pray to make the pain go away. Like they are shoving shards of glass in your heart.

Love is a powerful force, it can move mountains or destroy it all and it all depends on where partially fate and partially life choices take you. I have loved with a love that was beyond reproach and I have hurt like the very demons of hell had clawed at my heart and felt nothing could fix it. It almost makes you not want to fall in love again or at all. Love makes you so vunerable, you set yourself up for possible heartache and that is scary as hell. I could take a thousand needles over the feeling of losing someone I love or being turned away from them. Especially when someone falls in love with two people at once. Yes, it can happen, it does and will continue to do so for the rest of eternity. Those are nasty little triangles, when you don't know what to do, when you love two people or even three. Love has no bounds, no restraints, no choice. It just happens.It is unequivically and utterly hopeless to fight it, I've tried and failed. We cannot control who our heart beats for anymore than we can control the tides. A force to be reckoned with and destructive as a gail wind especially when it has been twisted to hurt.

There is always that boy chases girl, girl chases other boy scenerio in life at one point or another or vice versa. Then there's the we fall madly in love with one and then they use us stomp on our heart by cheating on us or leaving us scenerio. When we give ourselves to love (as if we had a choice) it owns us, body and soul. Fight as you might, it is futile and you my friend are doomed. So this Valentine's Day when you are with your sweetie or not remember one thing, above all LOVE yourself first.To end this blog I would like to end with some of my favorite love qoutes. Happy Valentine's and remeber to love who you're with everyday of the year as if it were Valentine's Day or someone may do it for you.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” 
― Neil GaimanThe Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

 "Fuck love, crock of shit love, people convince theirselves to painted rock!" - August Osage County

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” 
― John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars
“There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.” 
― Sarah DessenThe Truth About Forever

“The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.” 
― Chuck PalahniukInvisible Monsters

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