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This I believe is very trueLove is easier to talk about than do.
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This I believe is very trueLove is easier to talk about than do.
"Biochemically no different than eating large amounts of chocolate."
John Milton; Devil's Advocate.
I also want to reject the premise that the only reason to be against love is some cowardly fear of the risk. It is not a question of risk its a question of whether one controls their emotions or allows their seratonin levels to dictate the course of their lives. Maybe you are in love with the person you just met at the bar or maybe you are just regenerating a considerable amount of liver damage (which induces massive seratonin production) Too many people (by which I mean a very genetically specific 51% of the population) associate the trappings of the sensual and erotic with romance and become unreasonably distressed when they learn that there was nothing behind the displays but the pursuit of mutual carnal pleasure.
See, I was with you on a lot of that until you became gender specific...![]()
Could just be my frame of reference; experience is perspective. I see no reason why the fact that I have seen women use every guile and wile at their disposal to insure their own emotional (economic, physical, etc) security, should put you off exposing the ways men you have known have used 'territorial natures' to hide their scared needy bullshit. Take the opportunity to enlight a straight man who has no experience with these things. I do not deny that men do it, I have seen my friends do it and paifully looked back on periods of my own life when my endocrine system had more control than my rational mind, but I have never met a woman that wasn't angling for that mythical 'one true...' If you have another perspective feel free to share it; I believe adults refer to that as 'healthy debate' we can have that sort of thing on the playground, right, or should we just resort to throwing sandballs at each other?
This poem is said to be the first Valentine written in any language. The spelling has been modernized. The translation is based on Charles d’Orleans’ own version 
Simply put, love is letting her have the last rice krispie treat.

Nope, not love, sheer stupidity![]()
Love is like a cylinder of compressed air,
The only way you know how much you have
lost is when something breaks the seal and its gone.
Simply put, love is letting her have the last rice krispie treat.
Lol true but I also think the words stupid and love are inter-changeable
An elderly couple went to see a marriage counselor after 50 years of marriage. The counselor was astonished that after 50 years, the couple was on the brink of divorce. He asked the couple "What is it about your marriage that brings you here?" The wife replied "For 50 years he's disrespected me and treated me like a second-class person. I can't take any more and I want out." The marriage counselor asked her to provide an example of the husband's behavior. The wife replied "Well, it may seem trivial, but for the entirety of our 50 year marriage, whenever he makes me toast or a sandwich, he gives me the heels of the bread loaf - he NEVER gives me the middle slices. He's greedy and keeps those for himself." The marriage counselor turned to the old man and asked "Is this true?" The old man replied, through tears, "Yes, it's true. I give her the heels of the bread because they have always been my favorite part of the loaf."
It's communicating the message that too often gets lost in translation.Is Love worth the risk?
Depends on what you're risking.
I've seen people who lost love over petty things and people who are still in love with almost nothing in common.
I've seen Vanillas still in love with their freaky so's.
I've seen people deny their parents for love.
Yet I've seen people forsake their spouses and children for "love" .
I know people who love more than one person and some who have no idea what love is.
The real question is can you afford to lose. If you can...it isn't real love.
Love requires a commitment of sorts.
Love isn't just the lust for someone....it's the feeling in your heart that someone completes you. The feeling that you can't live without someone.
Love requires the target of your affection to admonish what you feel and reciprocate.
Love costs you. Thus the risk involved.
Love hurts. Love causes you to feel pain when the person you love goes through crap and out of their feelings for you they push you away trying to deny you the pain they feel.
You still hurt.
Love doesn't lie. Love doesn't sneak around on someone to experience the lust of someone else. Love is honest. Love tells everything to the target of their desires even if in doing so the target goes away.
Is love worth the risk?
Love is the final intake of air as he or she holds your hand prior to your departure.
Love is the first realization that the kids are gone and there's nothing stopping you from spending all your time together.
Love is reading a text or an IM from an Ex who's had their heart torn asunder and the desire to hug her tightly so that she has some support even though she may not deserve it.
Love is smiling when the same ex gets married a year later to a man who doesn't deserve her the way that she for good or for worse.
Is love worth it? The question should read Can love not seem worth it since without love...we cannot exist.
Love gives us music...art...drama...smiles.
Love also gives us torn hearts...depression...anxiety....
Through it all...the answer is yes for without love...***** as we know it isn't as chock full of the experiences we treasure and construct our lives on.
An elderly couple went to see a marriage counselor after 50 years of marriage. The counselor was astonished that after 50 years, the couple was on the brink of divorce. He asked the couple "What is it about your marriage that brings you here?" The wife replied "For 50 years he's disrespected me and treated me like a second-class person. I can't take any more and I want out." The marriage counselor asked her to provide an example of the husband's behavior. The wife replied "Well, it may seem trivial, but for the entirety of our 50 year marriage, whenever he makes me toast or a sandwich, he gives me the heels of the bread loaf - he NEVER gives me the middle slices. He's greedy and keeps those for himself." The marriage counselor turned to the old man and asked "Is this true?" The old man replied, through tears, "Yes, it's true. I give her the heels of the bread because they have always been my favorite part of the loaf."
^^^ this made me cry, one of those soft smiling cries but still, wow What is love?
Those who don't like it call it responsibility.
Those who play with it call it a game.
Those who don't have it call it a dream.
Those who understand it call it destiny.
And me, I call it you.