Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
A man who lies to himself, and believes his own lies, becomes unable to recognize truth, either in himself or in anyone else, and he ends up losing respect for himself and for others. When he has no respect for anyone, he can no longer love, and in him, he yields to his impulses, indulges in the lowest form of pleasure, and behaves in the end like an animal in satisfying his vices. And it all comes from lying-to others and to yourself.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Him: Why’d you put up with me?
Her: Because I loved you.
Him:I loved you too, but that’s not an answer.
Her: It is though. When you love someone, I mean really love someone, like I loved you..
It hurts you to see them hurt. You want to be their everything, feel their pain, heal their wounds. When you’re not with them, they’re all you think about, you bring them up in conversation just because you want to hear their name. You love them despite their flaws, whether they deserve it or not. You keep them in your life because it hurts more without them than it does with them hurting you. They become your air, and without air… It’s damn hard to breathe.
Her: Because I loved you.
Him:I loved you too, but that’s not an answer.
Her: It is though. When you love someone, I mean really love someone, like I loved you..
It hurts you to see them hurt. You want to be their everything, feel their pain, heal their wounds. When you’re not with them, they’re all you think about, you bring them up in conversation just because you want to hear their name. You love them despite their flaws, whether they deserve it or not. You keep them in your life because it hurts more without them than it does with them hurting you. They become your air, and without air… It’s damn hard to breathe.
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