story of my life.
“I think I look at love differently than other people. Like, to some people, love is always romantic. If you love someone, you are in love with them in the sense that you want to get married, have
monsterschildren, cuddle near a bunch of candles then accidentally catch on fire… (>.>;) etc.
I disagree with this point of view. I think that you can love someone without it having to be like that, and I also believe that you can be in love with some without it being like that, and be able to be content. I don’t think you have to go the “whole nine yards”, or so to speak. I don’t feel like…romance has to necessarily be a part of love?
But then again, I also think that romance is a fucked up word with a skewerd meaning. Why makes one thing romantic, and something else not? Why is going out to dinner romantic considered romantic when having a deep and meaningful discussion is not? Doesn’t the second one bring people closer together than feeding each other expensive food? Or am I just clearly insane. I mean, I do think that in some cases romance - in the sense that normal people who are not me look at it - it is a large part of it. You get married, or you date someone, they woo you, etc. But I also think in other cases, it isn’t. You can be in love with someone and be totally content in the area of their life that you hold. You don’t have to date someone to be in love with them. Or to just love them. You don’t have to sell your soul to buy them something really expensive.
I just feel like…love is weird. I said this before, but it really is. I think in a large part, that is because people make it that way. They put it into groups - you love someone, you don’t. You love them this way, but not that way. Which I think is ridiculous - love is love. I mean, there are obviously different levels and different kinds, but in the end, it all comes back to love.
I feel like…as long as love is there, is evident, is clear on all parties involved, then it doesn’t matter how it is expressed. Romatically, in a way of friendship, a bromance, etc. Even friendships sometime straddle a thin line. But in the end, it’s really just about love.”—Evie
word.
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Moondance
Van MorrisonI’ve been waiting for the right October evening to post this, but the month is running out, so … well. Turn off the television, grab your boyfriend (or your dog), open your window and dance under the moon. Or scaffolding, as the case may be (for me, at least).
just because.