You are amazing. Everyone here is loved by someone whether or not you have met them. You're a beautiful person in the eyes or whoever you belong with. The greatest obstacle is finding where that person is. The things we take for granted are the greatest things there are. The thing we relish are barely things worth revering. We take our ability to love for granted further than any other thing we own. Most don't even consider loving to be a privilege. It mus be hard for those of you who aren't love (yet) to feel alone. But think of those who have no one to love. They do not ask for admiration, they only wish to receive it. Love is a privilege.
We, as people forced to grow up in these times, have learned to following, in one way or another, the rest of the world. Whether it be habitual, involuntary, or strictly for publicity, we all follow a crowd. The way of love today is one that all follow, even if they wish to take no part in in. Unfortunately, Those who have experienced before-hand, are the ones responsible for making the "rules." Even more to downcast upon, Those rules are also set for life. Love and life are two in a whole. We grow up learning of both of their magics and as we grow elder, we find those fables and expectations to be just that... myth.
We always worry about how life is going to end up. All have thought about it from one time or another. No one knows. But a major obstacle for everyone is "will I live life to the fullest?" You can skydive in California, you can run from the bulls in Spain, you can create world peace, cure cancer, even meet god. No matter what we do in our lives, we never feel fulfilled. In the end we will all look back and say "I should have done this..." or "Time could have been better spent." But one thing I have noticed is that when you age, you always look at the person you've ended up with and say "I wish I spent more time with you." Over the years of adapting to the human way, we learn that experience is what makes a life worth living. This theory means nothing to myself, but it follows people throughout their lives. I ask you : Why is it that we are forced to believe that doing things is what makes a life worth living?! WHY DO WE THINK THAT DOING THINGS WILL MAKE US HAPPY?!
When the time comes that you lie on your deathbed and foolishly look back upon the life that you lived you will always regret things, you will always feel empty, like you could have done more. Does carving a statue for a king really accomplish euphoria? Can one grow exultant from bungee jumping. Allow me to be more basic. Is how many people you've slept with going to enhance you positive emotion? No. All in all we realize that the little thing in life are the best. While love is not a little thing, it does take its role as so. You always want to meet the love of you life earlier than you really did. You always wish that you could have been with them more when you take your last breath. It love that kills, but love is why we live. So I beg you all please, use your power to love wisely, sex doesn't matter. It is, in no way, important to the end of your life. When you meet the one that you know is the love of your life, hold on to them and never separate... you will only regret it later on. Because that person can fade away in your life and you could have missed your chance. A cute guy/girl stands no ground on a bond of love two people share. Please don't make the wrong choice! Am I saying that you should never date? No! But you should stop when you find that person. You'll know who it is. I've been there. I have no choice but to move on with other women... not that that is being forced upon me. In a way it is nice, but love only happen (truly) once. You can love a million people... you can only be IN love once I don't care what anyone says. Use this power wisely. Love and be loved. The amount of cotion never builds happiness. Fuck college! You're there to learn! Not to sleep with people! Don't let love fall between your fingers, because the person who spent there time happy with their lover will feel more rewarded the the scientist who stayed at work away from his wife to cure cancer, or the person who spent four months in the hospital not able the hold the person they love because they got trampled in a bull fight, or the person who lost the one they love because their curiosity got the best of them and they slept with someone else and their lover can never forgive them. In the end, it love that makes us what we are. Love is the reason that we breathe this toxic air, love is why we taunt a disease for intercourse, love is why we work hard to make it in life, Love is what makes us miserable.