Ain't that right my dear? I will now make a speech on my self-proclaimed victory.
First, how can love be a competition? It is, you actually fight to prove your love for someone and we are all oblivious about this. We ignore the fact that we are born competitors and impatient. If one party does not fight with you, you force them to fight with you. You urge your partner to fight his/her love for you. Don't you see the heat in the competition when you are making love? (I personally hate the term making love because a dick and a pussy does not make love people.) As I was saying, when you are participating in a sexual intercourse, do you not realize how you are competing how long you last, how long you can stand and yes guys, your sperms even compete to reach a girl's egg. You bunch of lousy competitors. I'd only salute those fathers who made their wives gave birth to quadruplets or maybe triplets. Hell yeah, 3 to 4 of them make it. Alright, back to love being a competition, we compete in love. We compete to be the better one among each other and we compete to unbelievably hurt each other eventually.
So why the fuck do we go on with love? Because it wakes us up everyday to something much brighter. Because of the longevity it holds and the memories it will always bring up in our minds. Because it is sweet while it last and bitter when it's going. Because it's something to hope and live for everyday. Because we need companionship and we at the same time fulfill our lust-lives. We strive for love without knowing what love is. We are willing to hurt ourselves to love someone because it is so god damned good while it last. It's the fact that we are Publicly Displaying our Affections shamelessly. We are one mind and one heart when both of us are combined. It's the fact of flashing our glow when we are in love. That smile he/she puts on our face and that laugh he/she could make us do. It's all about finding privacy. When there's no one else in this world, that loved one is there. We are born in this fairytale world where love is a theme. How much we listen to songs which are either in love, out of love, looking for love and loving the love. That's why dirty hiphop songs are good, they are REAL, it's all about money, sex and violence. Love, people, is overrated. So, if you want to prove me love, there's no such thing as words.
Do i sound mad up there? No, I'm so cool right now, it's maybe because I'm not wearing pants. I'm not mad, I'm frustrated. How people are making me believe things that are not real. People are making me believe that I want attention and affection from a single person but really when you have a gazillion friends, what is one mutual connection to a gazillion for a change? Rationalize it society. Don't try to have pity on me because I have no one, I have tonnes. I don't need One. I need all to live and be strong. Don't pity me because I'm lonely sometimes, I love the solitude. I love the time I have to be selfish. I love the way things are at no concern when all I need to really pay attention to is my self.
I am not implying having girlfriends, boyfriends, fiances and spouses are of no good. I am implying that it is FINE to live without when till you find one. It's alright to get hurt, it's part of life. Hurting makes us stronger by the minute because we train ourselves to fight the pain. So hurt in love and you'll learn to win the competition.
<3 Me, <3 Me Not,
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