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[illfallforyou]

I've been thinking a lot about people lately. Who we are vs. the world. Everyone has their own quirks, ideas, beliefs, and their own way of doing things, but where do we draw the line of what's right and wrong? Who are we to judge? To become the very idea of what we hate about life

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[lenabud]

Awe! *hugs*

[spaced1]

Love and relationships are difficult. Sometimes when we think we have things figured out we don't. Then there are times when we realize that caring about a person is not enough to make a relationship work in the long run. What is falling out of love as a definition is concerned or is it subjective for each individual? How do you justify anything you do when it comes to a relationship if someone gets hurt, even if it is unavoidable because you are being honest, but kind with the other person as best you can? I do not think there is a right or wrong answer for these questions that have plagued humankind from the times we lived in caves.

[fugaciousness]

I think I know where you're coming from, but from a different angle. I feel very strongly that for myself, once I've loved someone... at least a part of me always will. There's no way I can ever discard that, I can't push it away or forget about it - it's there and it's staying and I know it'll be there with me forever. There's so much of me that doesn't want to be with anyone else but Steven, he's my best friend, but I know that what I'm in is unhealthy. Even if he never wants to have anything to do with me if I break up with him, I know that I'll always love him at least somehow, that's who I am. I'd gladly keep him in my life as a friend if I could, but I know that's unlikely.

[diseaseofease]

stop.

thinking.

thank you.

[lady_pants]

Oh Justin, you're a cock.