Do you actually love the ones who love you, or do you love them because they love you?
Do you love the ones you're ment to because they are amazing or because you have to put up with them?
Do you love beacuse you want to be loved or because you love them regardless if they love you as you can see their beauty, inner and out and perceive them as 'perfet'?
Do we love because we are ment to or because we genuinely love?
Can you love someone without actually liking their 'person'? I know people who are like this and believe that you can. But i think they are wrong. I think if you love someone but don't like them, the truth is you just don't want to be alone so you settle with whatever is easiest and has the least effort and possibilities of heartache, and in your own twisted way make yourself believe it is love not just desperation.
Is love real? Or is it what we have made it with our guidlines of what love actually is? Possibly we have told ourselves what love is and should be like rather than allow it to be whatever it is, come in different forms, shapes and sizes rather than be a constricted box that everything outside simply is not good enough to be classified as 'love' heedless of if it is or isn't.
Has our generalisation in a discription of how love is ruined it for some people, some circumstances?
Lots Of Love,
Pretty Little Bitch Girl
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