Perverted Bees

[hyper_chiapet]

Well, today was interesting. Aside from the usual occurences for a Saturday, I had one of those embarassing but oddly funny moments. My mom, brother, and I were walking through a parking lot at Costco, and a bee flew down my shirt. Yes, actually down my shirt front. Not something you have happen every day.  And the shirt wasn't low-cut or anything

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[sicaria0]

Love has a price.

No one is perfect and therefore no one can get along with another person just right. There will be disagreements and compromises must be made. You can't love and always get your way. You must give, and that is the price. That price varies depending on whom you're with. Love means giving your thoughts and feelings to someone else. It means giving your time to someone else.

Love also means opening yourself to someone which means that they have the power to hurt you. They may not do so intentionally, but no one is perfect and it is bound to happen in some way or another. Love means emotional vulnerability but it also offers security.

Love definitely has a price, but if we mean love when say love, then it's worth it.

beautiful, but did I expect less from you?

[hyper_chiapet]

I was thinking of the before and after as well. You spend time getting to know somebody, and then you realize that you have fallen in love with them, by choice or not. Then you spend days, months, years, wishing that they were yours, wondering how to make them yours, and knowing that you might never have them.

Then you get them. Yet even then, you still have moments of uncertainty, confusion, exasperation, anger. Granted, there are other moments, the most amazing that life can offer.

Then, if things do not work out, your heart hurts for ages afterward.

Still, if it really is love, those moments in the midde make all the others worth it by a lot. I agree with you.

I wonder what I am thinking of right now...

[sciurus_amatus]

the price of love is like the lottery, you cant pay it all in one lump sum.

a bit of a stretch, but it entertained me. please, dont yell at me if you compare love to lottery in any other way, for i did not compare it that way, only this way.