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The name that runs the street's Nhu, and that's pronounced like new, if the foreignness of it is making you lose IQ. I write and live my life like the dork that I am. I don't put up with shit, so if you throw some at me, and you'll definitely get some back. Read what I write and speak to me at your own risk. |
That word, that thing, that feeling; it’s an ambiguous word with many definitions and meanings that are clear as dishwater. It’s a challenge to try to explain the meaning of it, it’s not easy like 1, 2, 3, nor is it manageable like the definitions of the word “love” in the dictionary. That big book of words might contain over 5 definitions, but I am sure that none of them would fit your description or meaning of love. With each individual on this earth, over 7 billion beings, there are over 7 billion definitions, maybe even more than the population of the human race.
For each person experience it in a different way, and each person feel differently when they’re in love.
Hmm, I’m realizing I wrote this because I was on facebook and I read so many statuses about girls “loving” someone only going out with that person for a few hours. I’m not anyone to judge, but really? Do you really “love” that person? Is it unconditional? Do you have what it takes to let your loved ones be truly happy no matter what choice you have to make? Heh, the mentality of teens nowadays.