Tag Archives: Love

Been gone a long time

Sorry for the really fucking long absence, everyone. Shit has been severely, severely fucked up for a while. It’s like a giant shit bomb went off, and every single thing in my life was covered in it. Yeah, I’ve been … Continue reading

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Music: Advice from the Universe, God, or just coincidence?

So I was listening to my iTunes collection today, and a song came on that I didn’t recognize. In fact, I doubt that I had even heard the song before that moment. It was by a band that I really … Continue reading

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The emaciated mind

I hate this. I hate the rapid pulse, the lump in my throat, the muted sounds, the shortness of breath, and the burning feeling in my eyes. I truly, fully hate this- in every manifestation of hate that is currently … Continue reading

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Hope and Grief

How do people deal with grief? More specifically, how does grief ever get “properly” dealt with? We all hear that time heals all wounds, and that God has a plan, but when you’re in the midst of a profound loss, … Continue reading

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Ultimate love

Let’s have a quick thought experiment. Think about love. What makes it profound? What makes it worthwhile? What makes one love more significant, or, dare I say, real, than other kinds of love? People often say, “You can’t love a … Continue reading

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Wine and regret

Love – It is very much like a bottle of wine, my friend. When the bottle is full, it is filled with passion and excitement because it still possesses its essence. You drink of it, and drink of it still, … Continue reading

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