Love is funny. I've spent my whole life wanting to love, and my whole life running away from the meaning, and some of the commitments that come with it. When I was five or six....I personally loved to write poems , and loved to listen to music. I loved to help others to love. With me love was that unsettling feeling. Love was that lump in the back of your throat. Love was that nagging hurtful feeling of watching two people you really loved who loved you never get along. Love was having someone yell at you and belittle you. Since my innocence was taken away many times as a kid and by older kids...which very little speak of....and my parents swept under the rug. I hardly ever have trusted friends family or lovers. Love was sex....love was being accepted by everyone around me and always wanting peoples approval. Though I seem confident and smooth. My dark side of chilling at cemeteries and loving vampires. Vampires describe me, because I am mysterious ...my age is hard to decipher...I am luring and adventurous ,and most definitely sensual sexual. In every relationship I have learned what love is not and what love is it. The hardest to contain is my thirst for blood or life. My sexual appetite I take out on my lover not going round looking for victims because I'm paranoid over diseases. To be continued.........
Love is funny.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Love is funny
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