What’s the point of falling in love?
Marriage? Having kids?
You can do that with anyone. Ha.
The person you love the most is also the person you hate the most.
Why put that much stress on your heart? What’s the damn point? I just don’t see it.
What is actually the messed up part about all of it is what you do after you fall in love.
You’re screwed. No way out, your heart longs for that person.
You need them to be happy.
We find a sense of security in falling in love. We feel safe being in their arms, being in their embrace.
Do prisoners feel safe in the four walls that surround them? They know they’re there for a reason. Yes, but what got them there in the first place? They had to do something to get there and they just simply got stuck.
Don’t get stuck.
Did I just compare love to prison?
Yes, yes I did.
Maybe I’m just bitter.
Maybe I just don’t care.
Ha. I totally care.
That’s why i’m stuck.
Don’t ever get stuck.