For what is love? You will think i’m cynical, but aren’t we all. For me love is bitter and twisted, it plays cruel sick jokes on you. It give’s you something you have wanted all your life and then it rips it away from you. I say this because I have been in eternal bliss of love and have it ripped away from me by death. Love, you bitter, twisted, cruel, sick, kind genourous person are horrible and lovely at the same time. You are kind and funny, but cruel and bitter. For you, Love, You are sweet on the outside, but sour and bitter in the core. Loverboy signing out.
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Love is what we are at our core. It is something we always have. It is your belief about what it is that creates the conundrum. If you think of a pet something living that allows you to feel pure joy and contentment. That’s love, that’s perfection!