i think love is capable of being one of the most soul-destroying things in the world.
the verb i mean really, i suppose. like to love someone is like giving yourself away to someone and just kinda putting your fate in their hands, 'cause you love them. and you rely on them and they mean loads to you, whether it's a relationship, a friendship or just a general connection you've made with someone.
whereas, when you think of it in the sense of it being an abstract noun, it's such a beautiful, remarkable.
i don't know, i just think emotions are strange as fuck man. and i think love is such a weird fucking thing, like what, i cannot imagine living with someone and wanting to be with them for time, my longest relationship is shorter than the duration of my showers, which are pretty mad speedy!
i don't want to fall in love, like absolute, proper, soul-destroying, intense love, i just wanna chill and be happy on my own terms, nobody elses! :) idk man, i'm in some weird tumblr mood tonight, WHATAGWANnNnNn!!!