Relevant/irrelevant. I don’t know. 

Relevant/irrelevant. I don’t know. 

(via helllanne)

Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail

I’ve skipped day 4, I can’t write about what I’ve eaten today because I’ve eaten sweet FA.

Love, love, love. What is it good for, absolutley nothing!

Love is complicated, it comes in different forms, and sometimes mistaken. You can think you feel love, when it could just be lust/infatuation. Some people find it hard to differentiate.

There is love you feel for a parent or child, which is unconditional love. Even if you hate them at times, I know I love my parents unconditonally as I do with all my family. You have a tie with family that can’t be broken, this is of course my opinion. I know some families aren’t this way. My family are my foundation, what keeps me stable and I know they love me no matter how much I fuck up.

Then there is love you have for a friend. Your ‘chosen family’. I don’t have loads of friends, I think relationships are complicated enough and it’s nice to have a few amazing friends rather than loads of ‘friends’ who to be honest you probably don’t give a shit about and they would most likely screw you over in a second. (Maybe that’s just my lack of faith in people.) I have friends, who I love to pieces, and even though we might have had our differences in the past we’ve always sorted it out.

Then there is the big L-O-V-E. Well…this one is more complex. To love someone, in that way, requires trust, compassion, compromise, understanding and care. A person who is your best friend, but you want to be with, in every way possible. Someone you can’t wait to see, who you want to tell your every desire, hope and dream. Someone you can be comfortable with but excites you at the same time. Someone who you never want to hurt, because their pain causes you pain.

This kind of love can drive people a little crazy, and unfortunately can sometimes be one sided. It’s a case of trial and error, but I like to believe there is someone for everyone.

It takes courage to love someone, that’s what I think.

Funfact #2 

As much as I slate love and complain about guys, I wish a lovely boy would come sweep me off my feet, I’m looking for something special.

Things I do enjoy :D

Just balancing out the negi with some posi!

Lie-ins! I love my sleep.

Cuddles, mummy cuddles, baby cuddles, best friend cuddles, kitty cuddles…any cuddles!

Animals (preferably ones that don’t slober on me) :D

Shopping.

Playing xbox and making it known to everyone in the room that I got a headshot!

Horror filmsss!

Blogging.

Chick drama(as I like to call it.) 90210, Gossip Girl, Desperate Housewives etc

Junk food.

Clean bedsheets.

Strongbow.

Tattoos. Getting tattooed, looking at tattoos, thinking about tattoos…

Being in the city.

Last but not least, being with the ones I love.

I resent that.

Why are guys such assholes? Why do they expect perfection from girls yet act like utter shits. (Generalizing I know.) Get off your high horses.

Anyway I give up, on ‘love’. It’s such a joke, I messed up the one relationship that was worth anything, he was my BEST friend and it was lovely. The people that I know, that claim they are ‘in love’ are nearly always miserable and are always fighting to make their relationship work, surely it shouldn’t be like that.

Friendship, trust, honesty and respect is what should keep two people together. Not fear, jealousy, fighting and resentment. I don’t know where I’m going with this…

I just know that true friends are hard to come by, and to find a true friend that you want to ‘be with’ is even harder to come by.

Life is slow.

Standing around the bar waiting for customers, flicking through a travel magazine. It’s nice to have a dream, mine is to move to a city in another country, maybe New York.

I don’t want to fall in love, love holds you back and breaks you down. It feels nice to plan my future around me, and not another person, as selfish as that sounds. But we all know, even if we like to deny it, romantic love rarely lasts a lifetime.

NEVER. Again.
I hate players. Go away.

NEVER. Again.

I hate players. Go away.

CUDDLE FUDDLE by DEDDY