Sunday, July 31, 2011
6.
6/25/11
I feel like I will be dissatisfied with any "love" I come to find because it will never live up to stories like Romeo and Juliet. For some reason, that drama and intensity is the only thing that can make love seem valid to me. It's true passion, true romance. Brushing your teeth with someone every morning is not exciting. Struggling desperately to be together in a world that wants only to tear you apart.. that takes devotion, that takes love. Or maybe it's less love, because you don't truly know the person. To know someone fully and still want to be with them every day is a different thing entirely.
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journal entry,
love
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