why must there be so many questions...
how can one love so much and not receive love in return?
some say love is blind and some say it knows exactly what its doing.
if love is meant to be wonderful and full of happiness, then why must there be so much suffering?
what is love for?
is it just an emotion to full fill our lives so that we think there is a purpose for us to live or is it an uncontrollable power that we live under?
is love just something made up that we think is true, therefore living our lives for something completely fake and made up?
how can love be so true when it just fucks everybody up in the end?
some say love is blind and some say it knows exactly what its doing.
if love is meant to be wonderful and full of happiness, then why must there be so much suffering?
what is love for?
is it just an emotion to full fill our lives so that we think there is a purpose for us to live or is it an uncontrollable power that we live under?
is love just something made up that we think is true, therefore living our lives for something completely fake and made up?
how can love be so true when it just fucks everybody up in the end?